Part 1 ... arrival


Me drive in snow to get to a gig?  Never.


I've got the comedy condo (apartment the club has for their comics) all to myself this week.  And I haven't cooked for myself in ages!  So I head to the supermarket, and then rush back to whip up this lovely meal.


Thursday at the club.  We all pitch in for a stack of scratch-off lottery tickets.  Slightly less than adequate luck.  That's Tracy, the bartender, on the left, and on the right is Chad, the bouncer.


And my Thursday post-show snack.  Even better than earlier.  Decided to throw in fried strips of tortilla this time!  Mmmmmm.


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