so many entwined-interracial-fulltermpregnantmuscle-sexuallycharged-perfectlighting hand grips when i found out cbb was touring LIVE
went down to the theater district, but was about an hour early (show started at 7pm) so farted round the park and got stood real close to by a complete desiccated oldman; farted down to the place right at opendoors and line? line was long. unbelievably long. almost down to the waterfront long. while walking to the back got to see all the types of ticket holders---- lots of people in suits? i felt way too casual monday compared to these finance bizzers. they seemed older than i expected, too, although scott aukerman (host) is 40s and most of the guests are that age or 30s.
since we were near the butt we didn't get great seats (so we thought)--- there was an upraised center platform flanked by lower wings of seats (we were in the right flank). however, we were situated frontrow for the incoming guests--- we got to see james adomian, kurt braunohler and taran killam arrive thru the back, what? great.
also great? played great tunes---bel biv devoe's poison, which i know all the words to because.
kurt braunohler opened and was very tall and said "oh boy" & "i'll have what me's having" like an ungarbled jon from delocated.
scott aukerman came out and eventually made a husky guy roleplay a fire marshal, woman, scott aukerman, cow & shirtless cow--- he was a good sport (didn't pop that top off though).
tim heidecker slicked his hair and wore a dad's limp pleather jacket and made faces and talked about how he went to bunker hill high (he's from PA) and very well might've stolen an audience member's rayban sunglasses (so he could do an impression of jack nicholsen saying "jack, jack nicholsen")--- great.
taran killam had already won me over with that laughter and his character was a pandering space robot, so--- great.
i was a little disappointed kurt braunohler wasn't part of the podcast/improv part and that james adomian didn't play huell howser (wheel landed on sheriff of nottingham, but at least it wasn't jesse "the mind/body" ventura-- i don't think i could've handled more gruff shouting)
there were a few crazy laughers in the audience--- a woman next to us was shotgunning tiny cans of slim beer and scream-laughing with her husband (what.)
a guy next to me, also a scream-laugher, got me completely and unnecessarily hyped--- he whispered to his wife (what.) that he saw [TV's] andy daly standing in the balcony, but, since he never appeared, i assume it was probably just a sitting kurt braunohler.
the show was---great.
my cheekbones hurt from the constant lockjaw laughter.
kurt braunohler opened and was very tall and said "oh boy" & "i'll have what me's having" like an ungarbled jon from delocated.
scott aukerman came out and eventually made a husky guy roleplay a fire marshal, woman, scott aukerman, cow & shirtless cow--- he was a good sport (didn't pop that top off though).tim heidecker slicked his hair and wore a dad's limp pleather jacket and made faces and talked about how he went to bunker hill high (he's from PA) and very well might've stolen an audience member's rayban sunglasses (so he could do an impression of jack nicholsen saying "jack, jack nicholsen")--- great.
taran killam had already won me over with that laughter and his character was a pandering space robot, so--- great.
i was a little disappointed kurt braunohler wasn't part of the podcast/improv part and that james adomian didn't play huell howser (wheel landed on sheriff of nottingham, but at least it wasn't jesse "the mind/body" ventura-- i don't think i could've handled more gruff shouting)
there were a few crazy laughers in the audience--- a woman next to us was shotgunning tiny cans of slim beer and scream-laughing with her husband (what.)
a guy next to me, also a scream-laugher, got me completely and unnecessarily hyped--- he whispered to his wife (what.) that he saw [TV's] andy daly standing in the balcony, but, since he never appeared, i assume it was probably just a sitting kurt braunohler.
the show was---great.
my cheekbones hurt from the constant lockjaw laughter.
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