Modified On February 21, 2007
When one does 14 shows in a short period of time (two shows a night for seven straight nights), one starts to suffer from the “Did I just do that joke?” Syndrome. Woe to the comic who goes into a 14-show week without a set order! By night Number Six or Seven, one is beset by doubts and confusion! We’re happy to report that neither of us repeated any jokes (nor did the inestimable Larry Reeb, who shared the bill). We were clearheaded enough to do our time without any lapses, but the nagging doubt is worth commenting on!
Vegas was crazy– The not so harmonic convergence of the NBA All-Star Game, the Chinese New Year and some sort of garment industry confab made for some historic auto traffic, some bizarre and ofttimes ominous behavior on the sidewalks of Las Vegas Blvd. and congestion and chaos overall.
But we had a great time onstage. As always, it was a great time at the Comedy Club at the Riv! And on our final evening at the Riv, we had some quality hang time with Reeb and fellow comic Mark Saldana.
So, now we sit in Pasadena– our bellies full of goat cheese and (Trader Joe’s Gourmet Cracker) lavash and San Miguel Premium Lager (Imported from Manila, since 1890. At least the Male Half’s belly.) and we’re debating on whether to swing by a comedy club and hang out with friends or go sit in the hot tub. Right now, the hot tub is winning.