Yeah. Or something.
Bill and I went to see Zane Lamprey on Saturday night at the Marquee Theater. We came away mildly disappointed. It just… wasn’t that funny. The crowd was RIDICULOUS in their drunkenness, though. I mean, TOTALLY retarded, stupid, messed up drunk. All of them. With all the heckling and show-interruption that typically comes with an inebriated crowd. Zane, who became progressively more drunk as the show went on, become progressively LESS capable of getting the crowd to behave. Security was called upon a couple of times to coax the more oblivious interrupters to cease and desist. Perhaps I would have enjoyed the show more if I, too, had been drunk. Alas, I was the designated driver. Bill had a few drinks, though, and it didn’t seem to make a noticeable difference in his enjoyment of the show. Alack.
The rest of the weekend was spent futzing with the camera and writing articles. Plus, I got to chat on Facebook for an hour or so with my cousin and her husband, who both live in Maine. Why we didn’t think to look each other up on FB before now is beyond me.
So. I have tons of work to do. As a result, you get pictures.