To be fair, this wasn't like the golf tournament where we followed them. This was a show and after party. I mentioned before that I bought tickets for Laughs for Bald Bryan. Well, I have returned and I come with more to add to my list.
First of all, this was an amazing show and I can't fully compliment all of the performers. It began with the silent auction in the garden an hour and a half before the show. Bald Byran himself was there and I had the chance to have my picture taken with him and my boyfriend. He asked if we had met before. Of course it was no, but I told him it was nice to meet him though I wished it was under different circumstances. Against my wishes, my boyfriend wore his Cal shirt, but it was the conversation starter he said it would be. The picture was the only one that I got that wasn't on my camera. I was told it'll be up on the website in a few days. They better not have been lying to me.
When we got to ten minutes before showtime, I had to have my ritualistic going to the bathroom so I don't have to go during the show. A line formed and I was afraid that we'd be late. In the line one of the volunteers said on the other side was shorter. I bolted and dragged my man with me, even though he was skeptical about trying to take a shortcut. Well, we found a line even longer and I was hurt. However, when we made it to the front, Teresa Strasser was there with Eric Stromer. I introduced myself and said hello even though she was blocking my way. Thinking I wouldn't get the chance again, I walked into the theater thinking I missed my photo opportunity. The second the usher showed us to our seats the lights went down.
What followed was an amazing show consisting of Adam thanking us for coming, Bald Bryan saying a few words to the audience, What Can't Adam Complain About? Loveline questions with Dr. Drew, Greg Fitsimmons, Dana Gould, The Dan Band, a live auction with Eric Stromer, comedy with Larry Miller, Joel McHale, and a mini Bad Religion concert. The whole time, Jimmy Kimmel found his way to the stage with beers and toasted a la The Man Show.
My videos were crappy. Thank you YouTube.
The evening was great until I injured my foot on the way to the after party. There was blood, hobbling, and cursing to my god, but there was no way in hell I was going to miss this party. I had spent six hours in the car, I would happily be carried the rest of the way.
There was a line to meet Adam on the way in. I said screw it and decided we could get in line later. We came into a quiet party. It was cool because the other performers where there and everyone else was waiting for Adam. We saw Dana Gould. I hate to interrupt, but I knew that I don't get these chances very often. I asked if I could have a few minutes to kiss his ass. Then I got a picture with him. Whooooo!
After that, I actually got into a conversation with Greg Fitsimmons. I mentioned Dr. Katz and how I watched it. After saying a little bit too much about my comedy obsession back when I was younger, he asked me if I was a comedy nerd. Turns out, yes I am. I even told him I wanted to get married in a comedy club. He said get some of the comedians to be the groomsmen. I would be all for it if he was offering (and my brothers wouldn't mind).
From there I became afraid to approach Teresa Strasser. I guess it was I knew my 'I'm a cute girl and I love your work" schtick wouldn't work. Instead I went back to the Carolla line. I had practiced what I would say since I had bought the tickets. I asked for him to sign my copy of The Hammer, but he said it was already signed. He signed it again though. I told him about my boyfriend's comment on Click it or Ticket and it pretty much fell flat. I think he had had a lot to drink. I worried I insulted him at some point, but my boyfriend told me to not obsess. That's my ego out of control again. So I got my picture and it was cool.
Going back into the party, we started to look for Teresa again, but I saw Joel McHale. I felt bad because my man really wanted to meet Teresa and I was dragging him along to meet all the dudes. I HAD to get a picture with Joel McHale, though. And then I did. Then we went Teresa hunting again.
Again, my urge to not be rude held me back. The people hovering around her were doing the same thing and she was talking to the the Deaf Frat Guy(awesome, eventually shook his hand). So the people before us did the "we'll take a picture for you if you take one for us" thing. They got theirs, but as I was talking to Teresa, the girlfriend of one of the members of Bad Religion came to her with a present. They spoke for a while and the other couple was looking at me like, "hey, we got your camera, come on now!" So Teresa turns to me and says " Isn't this pretty?" I said yes and used the opening to keep talking. I got the picture and told her thank you and to never stop what she's doing. She was touched and gave me a hug. As I was in the hug, I added unless she wants to. I was caught off guard. But yeah! My second celebrity hug.
On the way out, we say Larry Miller. Got a shot with him too. As he walked away, another guy asked him if he wanted Purell. Screw you guy. Oh well. We sat down and could hear Lynn and Alex, but I still don't know who is who. We debated if we should talk to them, but decided against it. It was time to call it a night. I limped back to the car and smiled. A good show for a great cause. I hope the best for Bald Bryan.
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