Yeah, that's the guy. Sorry the photo is out of focus, but he wasn't all that focused to begin with. What a great fella. He was enjoying himself, and when I lost my car keys he was quite helpful as well, but that may have been because a bunch of attractive ladies sat at the table we had been at making searching for keys quit a good time.

IHATEHAVINGAJOB! I know I'd hate not having one too, but selling the majority of your waking hours away sucks. Must start record label and become my own boss. Yes!

We went to Cha Cha Chas before our show. It's a restaurant on mission. We had tired of the snootiness at the place we usualy go to. The wait at Cha Cha Chas was over and HOUR! Knowing we couldn't wait that long and would have to split I jokingly asked the host if it was personal, if he just wanted to get rid of us.
"Well, the moustache is kind of slimey" he told me.
I'll shave it off, I offered, not missing a beat.
"You shave that moustache off and I'll put you at the top of the list."
So, a trip to the convenienc store on the corner, a one dollar razor, and we were sat, moustacheless, in five minutes.
That host guy was great. Everytime he passed our table we'd cheer him. After awhile he sat down with us and pitched an idea for a skit. Maybe next time we're in SF we'll put him on stage.
Amber got his picture so we'll put up here soon.
Fun times.

Well I'm not the first to hit the blog after the weekend but I ain't the rotten egg either! Whew-thought sure I would be...

Saturday at Spanganga was the best of the run with an enthusiastic audience (special thanks to the "Oh My God" lady) and an impromptu performance by Sacramento-the band! I was so hyper after the show (boosted by Sacramento's set) that I chattered poor Bryna's ears off all the way home.

We've been invited to perform at Spanganga at the end of March at their live "Twilight Zone" shows. (www.spanganga.com) and are gearing up for a bunch of exciting new projects. No peace for the wicked little ICBINC'ers.

Later-Sid

YAY! I'm not the rotten egg.
The SF shows are going fairly well. It's a hard town to promote from here and I've not been successfull at finding someone to flyer and poster for us. Being at The Sketchfest helps and gives us some name recognition and we have some members of the media coming next weekend, which won't help for this run, but we'll wow them, as we always do and they'll write about us next time.
The Saint Simon 3 is indeed a great match, they soundtrack us very well. The audiences are having a good time and so are we.
I left my damn cell phone charger in SF at my friends Shannon and Aian's house. What kind of mover and shaker can I be without my cell phone? My god?
Sid is of course the egg that sits stinking, rotten through and through, and Sid is of course a beautiful person.

So after last nights post I went to pick Bryna up from The Crest. She was working as an usher and Gallager was performing. Wow! He's gotten so bad. People will dispute this, but at one time he was a fairly decent comedian. He gave in to the idiots who just kept screaming for his sledgematic shtick with the watermellon smashing and now he's just and angry, bitter, tired old man going through the motions.
Andy Kaufman chose not to take the easy cash of doing endless Latka (Foreign Man). It seemed a bad career move at the time but he would never have earned the bizarre place he holds in comedy history if he'd given in.
And Jim Carrey (who I'm not a big fan of) was on his way to being the next Rich Little when he decided he didn't want to spend his life doing impressions.
You got to believe in what you're doing, sometimes even when the audience is cheering for something else.