Thursday, May 26, 2011
Place #9: Acme Comedy Club
It’s slightly pathetic that I’m listing this as place number nine.
Do I use the word pathetic a lot? I kind of do, don’t I… I also talk way too much about my hair. (Oh yeah. I’m aware.) It ends here, though, you’ll be glad to know, especially since I have very little to say about this particular blog spot.
We saw the comedian Mary Mack. She was brilliant, from what I remember. I laughed a lot, from what I remember. I really enjoyed the show, from what I remember. Mary Mack, cute as a button, quirky and weird and charming and ridiculously funny, was one, white-washed blur throughout the entire show. I want to say I never should’ve had the red wine, but I can’t. It was too damn good. So was the beer I ordered in the club. I wish I could remember what it was called… It was supposed to be a sort of substitute for my staple order, Corona, but the waitress near promised me I’d like it ever better. And I did. ‘Can’t remember what it was, though… sigh.
I’ve been to Acme before, several years ago. So, all in all this is a filler place. And quite frankly? I don’t care. It’s a place I’d return to, and that’s saying something.
Do I use the word pathetic a lot? I kind of do, don’t I… I also talk way too much about my hair. (Oh yeah. I’m aware.) It ends here, though, you’ll be glad to know, especially since I have very little to say about this particular blog spot.
We saw the comedian Mary Mack. She was brilliant, from what I remember. I laughed a lot, from what I remember. I really enjoyed the show, from what I remember. Mary Mack, cute as a button, quirky and weird and charming and ridiculously funny, was one, white-washed blur throughout the entire show. I want to say I never should’ve had the red wine, but I can’t. It was too damn good. So was the beer I ordered in the club. I wish I could remember what it was called… It was supposed to be a sort of substitute for my staple order, Corona, but the waitress near promised me I’d like it ever better. And I did. ‘Can’t remember what it was, though… sigh.
I’ve been to Acme before, several years ago. So, all in all this is a filler place. And quite frankly? I don’t care. It’s a place I’d return to, and that’s saying something.
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