Saturday, September 3, 2005

Eat The Rich

Eat The Rich                                                                   1602

Saturday, September 3, 2005-5:16 P.M.

Well, it's another day here in sunny Florida, and I'm counting the minutes until I get to return home.  Flying in to the gig was o.k., but without a car, I feel stranded.  Normally, I would go to the mall and walk around, shop at thrift stores and the like, take in sights, go to garage sales, anything to escape being trapped in a hotel room, but today, the only respite was hanging out with headliner Al Katz (www.alkatz.net) for lunch at the delicious Firehouse Subs (why we don't have these in NY is beyond me) and then some side trips to Barnes & Nobles and Wal-Mart where we saw a black transsexual with stunning fake breasts.  Al failed to observe the "one block" rule, which is you wait until the person passes at least one block before you start verbally mocking them.  He didn't seem to care.  Am I the only one who thinks this is too rude?

Last night, I made the acquaintance of two young ladies, both named Nicole.  They were sitting up front, and we traded barbs back and forth, as I'm starting to do more and more on stage now for some reason.  Al got into a whole thing with one of the Nicoles about sushi...what was sushi, and what wasn't, and what sushi actually means.  Sushi is taken to mean "raw," but actually means "little bits o' fish."  They do have cooked sushi, deep fried, tempura, etc. and this was the source of the confusion.  The show was good, anyway, and the Nicoles were very nice.  I should have taken a picture of them for the journal...Nicoles, if you're out there, send me a picture!

There's a dance club next to the Laugh In Comedy Cafe, and it's actually the home of the Buffalo Bills fan club down here in southwest Florida.  Pity the Bills lost to the Lions, but thankfully, it's only preseason and I didn't have to watch.

Today, my good old friend Ricky Kingston, a former New Yorker who has transplanted himself down here in FL is coming down to hang out with Al and myself at the club.  It will be good to see him; I have too few friends and too little time to hang around with the ones I have.  It will definitely be cool for Ricky to be at the show, because he's written more than one line in my act, and I want him to see the stuff in action.  One of them is a money-in-the-bank applause break...I'm so excited!

Tomorrow's gonna hurt a little bit...I have to get up at 6:00 A.M. for a 9:00 A.M. flight, and a two-hour layover in Chicago.  I'll use the time to work on my book, and I have stuff to read, too, if I don't feel like writing.

Keep your powder dry and I'll report back from Rochester tomorrow afternoon.

Ralph Tetta

Rochester, NY

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