And, not only did they let me rap the Bloodhound Gang at post-show karaoke, but they also have the original Super Mario Brothers.
The line-up for the weekend:
On Friday, there was a rather boisterous audience member. He first started heckling about his love for potatoes (earning him the nickname "Potato," which I used throughout the show). While I don't generally enjoy heckling, I do love a good tater tot, so I couldn't even blame him.
When I was finished with my set, he then set his sights on the headliner, Josh Alton.
During Josh's set, Potato yelled out, "Who's your favorite muppet?"
It should be noted that Josh did absolutely no muppet jokes. This was a completely, out-of-the-blue muppet heckle.
After pondering for a bit, Josh finally returned with, "I'm going to go with Beaker. Who is your favorite muppet?"
"G.I. Joe."
Clearly, Potato watched some episodes of The Muppets that I never have.
On Sunday, I drove home for 14 hours in a constant blizzard. Proof:
Thank you to the random man who stopped to help a shaking and crying me when my car got stuck in a snow drift at the intersection of two freeways outside of Chicago. Not only did he help push and shovel the snow under my car, but, when my car wouldn't budge, he got behind the wheel and rocked it out of the drift while I pushed (he also put up with a lot of swearing and grunting from me). And no, I wasn't crying because I was terrified that my car would be hit by oncoming traffic (as I was right on the line of fire and visibility was close to nothing); I was crying because I had to miss Puppy Bowl.
I came home to this. Time to invest in a shovel...or time to perfect my "please feel sorry for me and plow" face.
Despite the drive home being rather suck-tacular, the great time I had in Wisconsin made it well worth it!
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