I had to forgo a couple of shows last night because of this god awful cold that makes me just want to sleep all the time.
Tonight I forwent seeing Headliners but managed to get my aching bones up four flights of stairs to see a very competent professional American comedian perform some well-crafted material.
There's not much more for me to say, partly because Maron somehow manages to be generically very good and partly because the pseudo-ephedrine is wearing off.
He's good. I'm sick.
Written in Plain Text while sitting in the passenger seat of the car on the way home, barely able to lift my own head.