I highly recommend checking out The Kids in the Hall's tour "Live As We'll Ever Be."My Significant Other and I journeyed to the Windy City to meet up with best pal and (occasional) blogger Dean Xene on Thursday. We agreed the aging Kids didn't disappoint.
Their sketches included why the other four needed to rape Kevin, hateful babies, gut spigots, Buddy Cole on Jesus, last-call-defying time machines, Jehovah's Witnesses actually being let into a house, a three-quarters-completed song, a drunken superhero, phone sex with a fowl, a retrospective on how we danced in grades 8 through 12, and why each of the Kids deserved to have their heads crushed. (To Dave Foley: "Two words: poker show.")
They haven't lost their edge. It made me wish for a new TV series. Again.
After the show, Dean brought us to a favorite watering hole on State Street. Along the way, we were approached by a gentleman requesting cash. He fixated on my buddy, walking with him for an uncomfortable 50 feet and trying flattery to loosen his purse strings. "Say, man, anyone ever tell you you look like George Clooney?"
Which is preposterous. Anyone who has ever met Dean will tell you he's the spitting image of Zach Braff. Here's photographic evidence taken outside the bar.
We hoisted a few, caught up on old times, and went our separate ways. Good ol' Braffy.
In the cab ride back to our car, I noticed some hidden-taxicab-service-fee chicanery. As we rolled to a stop, the fare meter mysteriously jumped from $4.65 to $5.85. I was about to call the dude on it, but I remembered something Xene mentioned earlier. These gas prices are hitting hard.
Although, this being Chicago, I'm betting that extra fee wouldn't go away even if gas dropped to $1 a barrel tomorrow.
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I had a chance to go see the Kids while in grad school. A buddy of mine had the tickets, and I drove down to Rensselaer from South Bend so that we could meet up and then head up to Merrilville to catch the show. We got there and discovered that the tickets were for Tuesday, February 15th, instead of Tuesday the 8th (the day we arrived).
No problem. Except. My group had group meetings on Monday night. Only thing is, this year, Valentine's Day fell on Monday night, so for the only time I could think of, my advisor pushed group meeting to Tuesday night instead of the usual Monday time slot, thus crushing my head and my hopes of catching the Kids' live show.
My buddy told me it was a great time and that I really missed a good show. *sigh*
I feel like my entire blogroll has seen them this year. And I know, I had my chance. So I too shall *sigh* and move along.
You and Vanilla Bear look very happy together.
I wish I could've seen them, I would've traded Auntie Rider my Cure ticket straight up. I need to get some of the dvd's I haven't seen that show in forever.
That's a tough call Nephew, but given the choice I believe I would still go with Kids, cuz laughin' is way more fun. The Cure will have to wait to see me.
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