HANDSOME in real life, too. All smiles to the staff. Proudly wearing his wedding ring (sorry ladies), while never drawing attention to it. Took the air out of my mouth when I saw him: faggily starstruck, I was.

we locked eyes twice: both before his set 😍🥰

my nigga is a straight NIHILIST now. Completely bummed about the degradation of Free Speech and a displaced AI future, and has no practical solution for any of it. Seemed to paint a real bleak future, while making it funny as fuck and himself detached from all of it. A pretty dour and hopeless - but hilariously brilliant - set.

can’t reveal his act, but it progressively killed throughout the night. Couldn’t see the narrative in it yet, as in: What kind of one-man show could this fit into, down the line? Maybe it’s just general material? But he was in “workout mode” that night, as he was slated to do time at the Cellar around the block.

wonderful Jim Norton observation: “You ever have that friend that forgets you’re there while he’s talking to you?”

has a great bit about how we all became phony pussies, the moment we started buying dead meat, instead of killing it. Ends with a hypothetical cat coming home with a dead bird in its mouth and it’s owners freaking out, while the cat points out “Don’t bullshit me; you just had a huge headless bird marinating in the oven. I see what goes on here....We’re all a part of the same hypocrisy, senator.”

standing O, but he had to run the hell out of there to the Cellar, so no time for chit chat meet and greets with the audience. Was hoping to say something faggy about how this place still considers him a patron saint. I’m glad he bounced in a hurry, because I was lit enough to make a complete ass out of myself.