Waste of Time

Last night we went to the new location of the Tuesday night Comedy Death Ray show specifically to see David Cross. Yeah, we saw him but between the shitty new venue (and I mean dusty, cramped and fly ridden shitty with no booze allowed in the theater-- total shite compared to the M Bar!) and the equally stanky lack of talent before and after Cross-- it was total hell. Kinda like the feeling you get when you dutifully have to attend your 10 year-old sister's dance recital and promptly leave after the lights go down on their Wizard of Oz number. Only we couldn't leave because the ONE fucking exit was all the way on the other side of the audience and the pathway leads right in front of the stage that the completely unfunny hacks constantly occupied- no breaks in this show. Fuckers. We also found out that Cross is going to be there next week with a killer line-up as opposed to the scholck we had to wade through. If I weren't so bitter, I'd consider going again. Lame.