May 01, 2005

Comedy Can Be Painful

Performing at an open mike isn't always fun. So look what happened to my buddy Mike Stanley the other night:

No, he didn't get beaten up by an unruly heckler, nor was he beaten by me, the host, for a lousy performance (Mike's really funny). He simply jumped off the top step when leaving the mile high Club Bart stage, and whacked his melon on the audio rack mounted on the wall. The result - a golf ball size knot, a bloody nose and internet infamy. Congrats!

Posted by joel at 11:08 AM

March 21, 2005

St. Patty's Day

I believe Saint Patrick was the patron saint of throwing up on your shoes. It was quite wild this year. I performed at the Comedy Castle in Royal Oak and then hosted my open mike at Club Bart in Ferndale. Here's some of the fun.

I know what you're thinking - St. Patrick's Day, black guys. Actually this the very funny Chill. Yeah that's his name. What's great is the white trash T-Shirt he's sporting. Christ, Chill time to get some Rocawear. We like Chill.

Scott's a funny comic, but the booster seat on your head - that's hack! They were doing that on Sullivan. Too much green beer takes its toll kids.

Corey and I get our picture taken. The red mark on my forehead is from beating my head against the microphone at Bart's. Tough night.

Chicks really get in to St. Patrick's Day. Her shirt said "I'm 12.5% Irish, wanna make out?". That's a "YES". It's actually my neighbor Amanda rocking the inhaler at 2:30 am. She's as cute as a drunken button.

Posted by joel at 01:25 AM

We need more of this after the show

I could've been an investment banker, but this would've never happened. That's quite the expression on my face.

Here's a close-up of what I wrote. Witty eh?

Even the old guys got in on the fun. Way to go Bill!

Posted by joel at 01:12 AM

Chillin' Squirrel

I found this guy hanging out on my fence in the backyard. My roomate Lindsay really liked him and named him "Chippy", of course he's not a chipmunk, but it's still cute. Actually, the squirrel ran away as soon as he saw me, so it must me a girl squirrel.

Posted by joel at 12:47 AM