Monday Night at Largo
What a great night.
Spent the evening with my best friend (although it's that in jeopardy after I read his latest blog entry) at his favorite venue, had great food (the Baked Honey Chicken comes highly recommended), good libations, and watched some comedy from a mere ten feet away.
Oh, it was not just any comedy.
I met my future wife.
It's dark, I know. It was taken with minimal lighting and on a camera phone to boot. Of course, for all I know John (the man who captured this magical moment) could have sabotaged the photo just to spite me. (Kidding!) But regardless of the photo quality, you can tell three things without a doubt: It's me, it's Sarah Silverman and we're smiling.
The showcase was called "Sarah Silverman and Friends" and she mentioned a few times that her mom was in the audience (if you can call 80 people in great, tiny club an "audience".)
Anyway, I'm glad at this point of our relationship I'm finally meeting Sarah's family and friends. I'm convinced we're really onto something here.
8 comments:
10 feet? Check your lamps, son. My friend, you were no more than 4 feet from her!
That's funny. I originally wrote "4 feet away" but changed it, thinking "Was I really that close?"
That was awesome!
Lets just get you a pay raise and a new apartment and we can end this blog.
What are you tryin' to say, Partridge?
This blog is about one man's journey to find three things. You found love, so lets get the other two. It was certainly no indictment on your blog; it's a fixture in my daily internet surfing routine.
Presumably when you find all three, you would start another blog or at least change the premise.
Well, I'm looking for a more long term love...and that's totally up to Sarah.
Ball is in your court, babe.
"Babe?" You're entering into Psycho Land.
That's what they said about Son of Sam...
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