Had a great time on my date with Stu Saturday night. I got tickets to the Funny Farm in Boardman from the radio (10th caller!) and we decided to make a night out of it. Actually, it’s good because my birthday is next Friday (the 25th) and this was kind of my B-day night out. We started out with dinner at the Olive Garden. However, our first choice, Outback Steakhouse was a no go because there was an 88 minute wait to sit down for God’s sakes. We hightailed it outa there and was just driving the strip in Boardman until we found the Olive Garden. Stu went in to find out what the wait was (a more brisk 40 minutes) and as we had plenty of time before our show started, we decided to eat there. I parked and as I was walking to the restaurant I happened to notice that right behind the Olive Garden was the Holiday Inn, which is where the comedy club is. So, I got inside and Stu had miraculously gotten a table in the bar, which is where we just decided to stay and eat. Everything was delicious, as usual. We decided that if we ever have any money, we will buy an Olive Garden franchise, open it in Hermitage where gobs of people will eat and Stu will be the maitre ‘d because that would be his dream job…greeting people and showing them to their tables. He is the best people person I know….. So, we still had like an hour to kill and headed over the Gabriel’s, where Stu has never been. This is a bit of a low end discount outlet store. You can find some nice things but you have to look REAL HARD and LONG for them. I did find some decent things for the kids and Stu found a shirt he liked so, $20 later, we headed back out into the freezing cold and swirling snow flurries over the comedy club. Now, in San Francisco, we had been to one or two comedy clubs and these are usually small, dark little clubs with a stage and little round tablets all over. We parked at the hotel and entered a side door and looked around in vain for the comedy club….nothing even resembling a comedy club was apparent and we headed to the lobby, where we figured we could ask somebody. However, I spotted a sign before then and we turned around and headed back to where we had come from, where there were people gathering at the entrance to one of the ball rooms. Stu said he had attended a Quickstar meeting at this same hotel at some point in the past and this is what it looked like. People were standing in line to "register" and then waiting for the meeting to start. Actually, THIS was the comedy club…..the hotel’s ball room (grand ball room please). I was a little confused, but walked up to the table and started saying to the woman, " I don’t think I’m in the right place, but….." Before I could finish the sentence she said, "You want the Funny Farm comedy club? This is it!" Oh boy. I could see her list and my name was on it so yep, we were in the right place all right! So, even though I had FREE tickets, there was a two drink minimum you had to pay for those up front don’t you know. So, Stu coughed up $20 for us both to get two "free" drinks during the show. I could hardly the hell wait to see what these $5 drinks looked like. So, soon enough the doors to the "club" opened and some guy was seating people at the tables (how many please?). I indicated there were two of us in our party and he lead us to seats RIGHT IN FRONT of the stage. The stage was an elevated area with a black curtain hung at the back and a mic stand at the front. The tables arranged perpendicular to the stage, very close together with the seats positioned as if we were sitting on buses (one right in front of the other), approximately two feet from the stage. It was all very close and awkward. I was nearly rubbing shoulders with the woman sitting to my left, the table was on my right, Stu was in front of me right between my legs, and I was right between the legs of the woman behind me. Like I said, a little awkward. We sat there, waiting for the waiter to come around (there was one waiter for the entire "club"). People continued to be seated and if I had to guess, I would say there maybe 75 people in all. Finally, the lights went down, the blaring music was turned down and this sweaty guy in a T-shirt and jeans with a beer in his hand hopped up onto the stage and started insulting everybody in the audience. Then, when the laughter was not at the level he expected, he insulted us more, which did not make me want to laugh at him. He insulted my husband regarding his ethnicity and his shirt (which was a little creased as it was brand new - okay, it was brand new but I had bought it two years ago and he had never opened it – so it was a little creased, but I didn’t think it looked THAT bad). He kept sweating and drinking and getting more frazzled at the lack of the audiences response to his "jokes". He kept calling us "fuckers" and saying that the owner of the club was here and we were making him look bad. I hoped desperately that this was only the warm up guy and the real guy was better. Oh, by the way, our drinks turned out to be beer (Bud Light, Miller Light, Bud), a house wine, ONE well drink, or soda pop. When my husband asked for Heineken the waiter almost laughed out loud. So, we both got wine, which was really icky and sour. FINALLY, the boring guy stopped talking and introduced the star of the show, Bill Scott. Now, THIS guy was funny. He is very laid back and has a very dry sense of humor, which is right up my alley. The audience behaved like we were watching George Carlin himself, so glad were we that an actual funny person was on the stage! This guy was very good and very funny. He asked about cats and I raised my hand and he asked what the name of our cat was. I didn’t want to get too involved so I just said "Tinkerbelle". He laughed and that said "what a gay name for a cat!" Well….I’ll show him, I thought. "Actually", I piped up, "we have two cats, the first one is Tinker and the second one is Belle….get it?" He was silent for a minute and then burst out with "that is even gayer than ONE cat named Tinkerbelle!!!" The audience was loving it…..I felt a little down because actually, when I named the cats originally, I couldn’t stand how damn cute our naming scheme was. So, I just laughed along with everyone else. (Somebody for God’s sakes remind us to NOT SIT IN THE FRONT at any more comedy clubs!)
Bill continued to talk for about an hour and again, we thoroughly enjoyed him. Then he asked if anybody was married and of course we put our hands up. Bill asked Estuardo how long we had been married and he said "twenty years". A sound went up from the audience "no waayyyyyyyy" we heard. This kind of cheered me up because it was obvious that we don’t LOOK like we have been married for twenty years, from the audience’s reaction. In fact, Bill said, "what, did you guys get married when you were 12?". I was feeling pretty fine after that, I can tell you! All in all, a lovely evening. We got home about 11 PM and went to Bill’s website to get some more info on him. Here is his site if you are curious:
http://whitebillscott.com