Dixie Chicken

Dixie Chicken                                                        1536

Friday, August 27, 2005-1:40 A.M. (Saturday morning)

Tonight's show at the House of Comedy was interesting, to say the least; I was operating under sleep deprivation, thanks to my daughter's middle-of-the-night gas pains that kept me awake all night.  My show was one part my act, one part riffing and crowd work, and one part non-sequitars and stream-of-consciousness babbling that even I don't know what I meant.  Bottom line, they liked it, and I had a lot of nice audience hand-shaking and after-show approval.

Ray Salah did a great job in the opening slot; there were moments when he seemed a little lost and didn't know what came next, but that's just a component of not working out his material every week.  Still, he did a fine job of recovering, and even though he backpedaled on one bit and had to squeeze a joke in so he could do the callback, the audience didn't really know the difference, and everyone involved seemed to have a good time.

Sadly, the Burger King down the street from me went 24 hours, which means that I now have full weekend access to chicken fries, whoppers, and other foods that are bad for me that I love dearly and refuse to give up.  Bob your head!  Bob your head!  Chicken fries are awesome, even though spokesband CoqRoq is a bunch of SlipKnot imitators.

O.K., sleep now.  One more show tomorrow, then off to sunny Florida for my engagement at the Laugh In Comedy Cafe in Fort Myers.  I fly in on Thursday for a three-day stand, and I must be making it in this business, because I can afford to fly!  Ah, showbiz!

Ralph Tetta

Rochester, NY