Suicide Pie and the Effects of Carbon on an Infantile Brain

Last night was the big show, and no Blaine, I'm not talking about your penis.
125 people showed up, I can't believe it. I mean, I can believe it, becuase I was there, I saw the whole thing go down, but I certainly wasn't expecting that big of a turn out.

Yay for us!

We put on a kick-ass show! I'm pretty sure last night was what one might call "alternative comedy" if one were to put a label on the type of comedy that went on last night. And again, Blaine, I'm not talking about your penis.

Yes, the crowd was kind of tight. It was almost as if they were afraid to laugh. Maybe next time I won't threaten them before the show. But we all learn from mistakes don't we. Stop judging me.

Eveyone had a great set, especially Lizzy, Doug and Blaine. I couldn't be more proud if I had nursed them myself. You know... when they were younger... It was so good to see Lizzy actually have a good time on stage! Woohoo!

Anyway, I don't care what anybody says, comics can be good people. To everyone who participated in the show last night: I love you but I'm not in love with you (yes Blaine, NOW I'm talking about your penis). Thank you so much!!! I owe you big time, and by big time I mean chocolates I guess.

More later, I have to get back to work. Shhhh.