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Posted: 07.14.2002
An evening at the Improv

We finally got to see Mitch Hedberg tonight at the Tampa Improv. I knew it was going to be an amusing night when we went to pick up our tickets and the woman said, "It's about time you got here. I was wondering where the first person on the list was!" We had a momentary panic when we realized our good reservations meant one table back from the front firing-line, but all was good. The opening act, John Hope (of Kentucky, a.k.a. "the thinking man's slacker"), was worth the full price of admission on his own -- our faces were already hurting from laughing so much when Mitch walked onstage.

Mitch had trouble getting his drink refilled during his set, so he finally asked for a whole bottle. When the waiter brought one up that was about 2/3 of the way full, he invited anyone in the audience that wanted to do a shot with him up to the stage. If it had been anything but whiskey, I'd have been there in a heartbeat -- but mostly just guys were up to the challenge (photos here). He kept running out, and eventually a waiter brought up a stack of plastic cups and two other full bottles. He told jokes throughout all of this, so it was like a huge frat party. Mitch was trashed himself by the end of it, after turning the bottle upside down and chugging to our chants. I hope he has his candy-coated Advil back at the hotel!

If you've never seen Mitch live or on Letterman, you're really missing out. I'm sure he'll be quoted around here for quite awhile... (Go visit his website to download past comedy specials.) And check out "Shutterblog" for photos from tonight. We weren't supposed to take photographs, but I don't obey no stinkin' rules. As such, please ignore the no-flash photography and blurry images. So tip up your cup and throw your hands up, and let me hear the party say...

Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...

Neither of you is a whiskey fan? I love going to see live comedy. Even at this stupid little Ramada near my parents house. I've seen some of the funniest people there.

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