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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

I was going to friday five today, but the questions are impossibly difficult and slightly intrusive, so I'm not going to, for fear of revealing far too many of my inner demons.

Went to the International again last night, ostensibly because we were having a get together to nark about the upcoming horror reunion of the hell spawn we were in school with, but also because my friend has suddenly discovered the joy of live stand up comedy. Or, more specifically, the joy of one particular stand up comedian, about whom she has taken to sighing a lot and asking questions that she expects I'm able to answer. Ah, the power of television to warp a young lady's mind.

One whiff of a telly show on RTE, and your comedy club starts selling out. What do you do? You up the entrance fee, and then don't turn up. Apparently. Still, gives me the chance to drag her back there again next week in my continuing quest to see every rubbish stand up in Ireland. It's a new challenge, to see if the average Joe Schmoe stand up in Ireland is any worse than the rubbish that throws up on stage most nights in Edinburgh. At this early stage, there is still nothing to rival your Reg Anderson or your Mud Finger for sheer horrendousness. And in the stakes of Good v Bad, Good are still leading with 5 to 3.

This entry was posted on 06 February 2004 at 5:48 pm.