Cooomedy

So I have started doing comedy at this place called Wall Street Cafe on Saturdays, but every time I go there, I feel like I'm entering Ave L or like some quilting group just got done using the space. Then comedians, comedienne and "comedians" take the stage an talk about toilet babies, abortion, and how combining hopeless romantics with being an a$$hole is possible through the power of roofies. I am pretty sure I have already told one of the three readers of this blog about this strange phenomenon, so this is mostly for Lauren.

Also, here's a joke that's in the works:
As children, my brother and I were really into super soakers and we were building this small arsenal of water guns, but each year they would make larger and larger guns until eventually, they were making bigger ad bigger water guns that seemed to have been made to fight the civil rights movement. Like, "New from the people who brought you Super Soakers like (Possible water gun names: Hydro-hatred, Premature Ej-aqua-laser, H2Opacalype) comes the Rights Abolisher.

Post, For Donnie

Well, nothing new. Ummmmm. I'm supposed to appear on this local comedy radio show on the 22nd, but I may have to work that night. I don't remember what the show is called. It is a two hour show about comedy with interviews with local comedians and clips from comedians who actually get paid to do comedy.

Here it is:
http://www.ashevillefm.org/your-only-option

Anywhozit, I've come up with a new premise to a joke, but haven't felt the need to put in the work for it yet. It takes place at the Tony's, on the red carpet, a television personality is interviewing people on the red carpet. She goes up to Leatherface and says, "Who are YOU wearing?" ZINGER!!!!!!!!