The missing PhonePost

I remembered one of the major things I was talking about during the missing PhonePost in my last day in Texas. Steve and I were driving to dinner, and we passed by this house with all kinds of holiday lights, etc. On the roof was spelled “Happy Birthday”, and I thought to myself “Who would go to all that trouble for someone’s birthday?” Then I realized they were wishing Happy Birthday to Jesus. I’m a heathen.

Saw Bill Maher last night with at the Orpheum. Was better than I expected, wasn’t much rehash from other times I’ve seen him on TV, and it was way better than the often over-cooked monologues he gives before “Real Time”. My seat had a spring that was sticking into my ass and tore a hole in them. I’m going to write a letter to the Orpheum. In other comic news, Corinna spotted this in the menu for the local chinese take-out place:

Tonight I am heading out with the SNFC to catch Sex is Comedy, and tomorrow I am see Mark Hosler from Negativland give a talk entitled “Adventures in Illegal Art” with Audra and , which should be very interesting.