Blue Collar Guy to a different yet similar Blue Collar Guy, “My woman don’t care about money. Sheeee-it, she give me money.” News flash: “Your woman” cares about money. After all, it is what makes the world go ’round. She just also might happen to care about you and your broke, sorry speaking ass.
So, there was a deaf British comic on Christian’s Portable Comedy lineup named Steve Day. His appearance is what prompted me to make a whole night out of Friday. I was fully prepared to applaud with my deaf jazz hands and “chat” the night away. Turns out he doesn’t even know sign language. He is … More Do you hear what I hear? Do you see what I see?
Last night’s Portable Comedy was quite possibly the best one ever. Jon Fisch stole the show. I’m going back in two weeks, so join me and Tex in the City on Friday, September 26th for another fun night of laughs and free vodka. Mention Tex in the City and get in for $5.00 rather than … More Cheap Thrills!
I don’t have the heart to finish the entry I started with the above title. Instead, I will resurrect something I wrote when the war in Iraq started: . . . I will still carry on my business as usual wearing an invisible bulls-eye for the same reason I rode the subway and walked in … More If no one remembers me, I never was.
There is something strange in the air. I don’t know what it is, but a tension is resting under the surface like a tender, ripe zit. In the last week, I have witnessed three very intense arguments spill out to the sidewalks of New York; arguments so feral that I felt the need to get … More 9.10.2003
Let me state a phrase: “Sex and the City”. Okay, study those words. Do you see the words tenderness or touching or sensitive or sad mixed in that title? NO! So, why on Sunday night did I find myself moved (albeit temporarily) during Sex and the City? I do, however, see the words “sex” and … More 9.9.2003
Christian and I trekked to the Boudoir Bar in Brooklyn for Larry Getlen’s comedy show, Brew-Ha-Ha. Christian’s set went well considering the audience was nearly comatose through the performers that preceded him, save for Joe DeVito and Ray Somethingorother who both reminded everyone it was okay to laugh. So Christian performed some new material including … More I’m Robochick™ and I’m Golden . . . For Now.
The Russian Vodka Room in Midtown Manhattan has incredible infused vodkas and a live piano player. The service was a bit sparce at times, but what fun we had celebrating Ken’s birthday. A great happy hour or pre-theater spot, but just watch the intake. The intense flavors mask the alcohol so well you can end … More 9.6.2003
Me: You want some ice cream? Security Guard: No thanks, I’m drinking scotch. Who, wha?! Scotch. At 3:00 in the afternoon. At work. The Security Guard. Shouldn’t he be securing or guarding?
Jack: I know at least five married guys that would go out with you right now. Me: I don’t date married men. Lenny: That’s discriminatory! Jack: No, that’s a shame.
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