If I laugh, then at least it’s funny to me
The first stand-up comic I saw live was Carrot Top at Western Carolina University during my freshman year there. It was 1992.
The Top fucking killed. I got his autograph after the show. My friend, Chris, aka Squatch (short for Sasquatch, because he was a 6-foot-4, 250-pound, hairy motherfucker) had the Top sign his bald head. I had the Top sign my ticket. Pretty sure Squatch got that one right.
I’d like to be able to say that I saw a ton of comedians soon after the Top’s show and fashion myself as some informed comedy-watching veteran, but I didn’t and, compared to many, I’m not.
However, in a recent five-day span, I saw Doug Stanhope and Todd Barry, comedy veterans and two of my all-time favorite stand-ups.
I follow hundreds of comics on Twitter. Some of them followed me back. That last sentence made me smile.
I have to end this, because “Intervention” is coming on soon, but before I go, I should inform you that I’m going to try to write funny stuff in this space a couple of times a month. Once a week, when I’m on a serious, or even a casual, crystal meth binge.
Perhaps I’ll wrangle an interview with a comedian or two. I may rant about the latest stupid celebrity doing stupid celebrity things. (You’ve been warned, Ryan Lochte, although after hearing you speak in interviews, I question your ability to read.)
Hell, I may just record some of the daily conversations I have with my 83-year-old grandma and transcribe them. Trust me. That shit is comedy gold.
No matter what I come up with, I’ll end each column with the best tweet I can find in five minutes. We’ll call it The Best Tweet I Can Find In Five Minutes.
Today’s winner …
White people set goals, rappers ‘chase paper’, and the Chinese are too busy doing both to talk about either one.
— Dov Davidoff (@dovdavidoff) August 21, 2012
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