Remember I told you that black people freakin' love my comedy? I wasn't kidding. Last night I did a set out at Choice's Pub and knocked it out of the park. I was the only white comic; it was me and six black guys. The crowd was also mostly all black--out of forty or so people, I think there were about five of us who would check the Caucasian box on a job application. I just think it's so funny that I go over so well with that demographic.
Hey, I have to show you the new kick-ass jeans I'm wearing tonight.
Yes, I know they are totally age inappropriate and nothing that anyone's grandmother should wear, but guess what? Tough shit! I'm rockin' these babies! (But look at that cheesy pose--I'm such an a-hole.)
No surprise, I bought them at the bike fest down in Laughlin a couple of weeks ago. I was on the fence, wondering if I was too old to wear stuff like this, but the woman selling them was about my age (or else she had a hard life--you never know) and she looked awesome, plus my friend Donna talked me into buying them. I'm glad I did--they're fun as hell!
I have to admit I wasn't sure how they would go over with the husb; he's a lot more conservative than I am. He loves them on me, but I'm quite sure he thinks of them as my "Wear only with Mike" jeans. No problem--I always assure him that 1) nobody could ever steal me away from him, and 2) if they did, it would be like The Ransom of Red Chief and they'd be begging him to take me off their hands.
Anyway, as I'm writing this at 10:30 p.m., I'm getting psyched for the Comedy All-Nighter 2 at Boomer's, the bar where I did stand-up for the very first time. Comics will be taking the stage starting at 11:59 and continuing all night until 8:00 a.m. I went last year and had a ball, and lasted until the sun came up.
So yes, I'll be partying all night in my rockin' biker jeans. Just your typical Vegas Granny. Anybody have a problem with that?