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Happy Monday evraybody! How was your weekend? If you're in part of the country that has been buried in snow for way too long, I hope you've had some nice cozy books to read, videos to watch, and soup to sup. My standby is lentil soup with cheezy crime novels.
Have you seen this one?
I did have some fun Friday night.
My friend Erin and I took a bus downtown after work and were lucky enough to score a tiny table without a reservation for a fabulous dinner at a restaurant I've wanted to try. Our octopus appetizer was especially tasty and then Erin mentioned she'd read that octopi are very intelligent. I apologized a la Walrus and the Carpenter. Then I ate more. mmmm.
Then we hopped a streetcar up Market to the Warfield.
We got rum and coke at the theater to top off the dinner wine. Nine pm came and went and the locals were restless. Then on with the show.
First Josh gave us some standup with lots of penis jokes and a very funny bit about a Morgan Freeman GPS. We were up in the balcony so he looked about like this.
Then The Horse capered onto the stage.
Craig ran in on its heels and without further ado, proceeded to tear into an extended monologue -- maybe 90 minutes or so -- that had him pacing (of course) back and forth the whole time when he wasn't prancing like Mick Jagger. Yes he did his Mick Jagger, in an long story about the time he (Craig) was asked by Mick to write a screenplay. I've heard or read about this before, but never in such hilarious and heartfelt detail. It was intense! The upshot was the story of Craig tearing down his poster of Mick and putting Keith in his stead. Cheers ensued.
All in all, there was less frivolity -- no Craig and Josh trading wisecracks -- and more story-telling than I expected, and it was fucking great.
And Erin bought me a poster!
Tonight on the Late Late Show, Billy Gardell hosts guests Sharon Osbourne, Steve Byrne, and L.A. Rocks. Here's what you might have missed last Friday.