Last Friday, Diesel and I decided to do something different. We decided to go to our local comedy club, the Laugh Lounge. We planned on catching the earlier show at 8:30, so we got a quick bite at The Elephant, a French OR Thai restaurant. I say OR because it’s not a fusion place, much less is it one cuisine influenced by the other. It’s a place where you either get Pad Thai (Thai) OR lamb shank (French). No inbetweens, it’s very weird, and honestly, not that great. The $17 Pad Thai kinda hurt our pocket, but oh well.
At the Laugh Lounge we are directed to go downstairs, as the show is about to start. “The about to start” part was pretty confusing as there was NOBODY there when Diesel and I got to our table. Slowly, a couple of other parties started making their way in, and we ended up with an uncomfortable total of about 15 people, everybody looking around and obviouisly regretting making their decision to go to this lame non-intended private show.
The opening act is a pale version of Jesus Christ that looks like a homeless person (if you can picture that). I do admire those who attempt to make other people laugh. It’s a tough job, and it definitely requires some balls to get up on that stage. However, I do believe that there’s a point where this seemingly courageous person needs to realize that if the only person out of the 14 other people that is laughing is their girlfriend, it’s time to leave in what little dignity they still have.
The second comedian was a woman whose stand-up act revolved around her vagina and her recent experience in childbirth. There were a lot of nervous laughs, but fortunately she was funnier than her predecessor. The third act was forgettable, as I don’t even remember any of his jokes. I do, though remember him telling stories about smoking pot, which prompted an audience member to confess she had just smoked some weed. Realizing what she had just done, she looked around, paranoid, asking if there were any cops around. Everybody, I mean, everybody just stared at Diesel. This, being an “urban comedy show” had only attracted ONE white person. So the whites, having repressed other races, were represented in Diesel, who obviously had to be a cop.
When the emcee announced that we did not have to pay cover for the second show at 10:30, Diesel and I decided to get our money’s worth and stayed for the next show. This time, the venue was packed, and the comedians were first rate. A few of them have even appeared on Comedy Central and BET.
Filed under: Entertainment, Party/Going Out | Tagged: comedy show, laugh lounge, the elephant
