Saturday, November 04, 2006

Late Night!


If any of you are wondering what my room mate looks like (you probably weren't, but this will get her riled up) here is a picture.
However, this post really has nothing to do with Christie, I just wanted to upload a picture because I couldn't get the one I really wanted to upload, probably because it's saved as a word document. Oh, well. Anyways, on to the story. Last night me and Karen had dinner and went to watch a comedian. I can't remember his name because I had never heard of him before but he's in Stella. Maybe if Karen reads this she will leave a comment with his name.
So we went to by some stuff at McLanahan's. Originally we were going to purchase something to make for supper, but Karen decided that she really didn't want to do that anymore, and they didn't have an sushi, which she would have gotten instead. While we were there we saw some coffee machines but she said their stuff doesn't taste very good so instead of purchasing it there we went down the street to Webster's. When we walked in there was a homeless man buying a cup of coffee. He kept asking the lady questions so fast that she would never have had time to answer one before he asked another. Then after Karen ordered her tea (she decided to get this instead of coffee because it is one of the few places that offer the type of tea she likes) the guy started asking her questions. "Are you Carol Rose?" This kind of threw Karen off because the beginning sounded the same. So she started to talk to him telling him "no." Then he started saying more stuff and Karen got really uncomfortable. She backed away and left me between her and the crazy guy! Then he proceeded to talk to me as if I were the same person. He didn't even end his last conversation, just kept going. This freaked me out too and I looked around for anything I could to get out of his conversation. Luckily he decided to go back to disturbing the waitress. "This coffee's really strong, what's it got in it?, Do you have any salt?" He didn't even listen to the answers, just kept asking. As soon as she handed me my cappuccino we got out of there!
We then went to Subway and got some dinner and then went to Karen's apartment to eat and watch some tv. There must have been a That 70's Show marathon because we saw parts of at least four episodes. That was pretty fun, but we were interrupted by Thomas, who was looking for directions that Karen wasn't really able to help him with. That's alright because it didn't really have any affect on me. We decided to leave at 9:00 to make sure we were there on time because Theresa wanted Karen to get the guys signature, I guess she's a really big fan. (P.S. Zebras don't get ulcers) So we got to the HUB around 9:15 and found a fairly long line which Karen assumed must have been for the comedian. Well we had only been there for a couple minutes when the line started moving and we went in and found seats. I asked Karen "Are you sure this is the right place, it looks like they're playing a movie?" She wasn't really worried but I kept telling her she should ask the girl next to her. She finally did and I was right, it was a movie (I think Talladega Nights). So we felt stupid and walked out. This security guard asked us to sign out and we had to tell her we were in the wrong place. She pointed us in the right direction and we were able to find the line. Then we proceeded to stand in line for like 45 minutes, well past the 10:00 p.m., when it was supposed to start. The show was alright, but some of the acts were definitely a lot better than others. Overall it was decent. Then we had to get the autograph so we walked over and waited for a few minutes. We did get it, but I wasn't able to get a good face shot for Theresa, Karen was so nervous she didn't think to ask him to get a picture with her. She was so excited that she called Theresa up on the way out to let her know that she had got the signature. I got home around 1:30, and went straight to bed, that late night stuff is just ridiculous!

2 comments:

phil said...

Comedians are Funny.

phil said...

Crazy People are Crazy - and that's how I'd like to be someday.