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Friday, June 03, 2005


Last Saturday, Terrible T and I took my mom, my sister, and a couple of my coworkers to see Paula Poundstone. I use the word, "took" loosely, since I didn't have to pay for tickets. Paula's manager, Bonnie Burns, and I have become virtual friends. Bonnie comped us the tickets for the Improv at the Hard Rock Casino in Hollywood (Florida).

It was interesting to see how everyone at our table was reacting to Paula's routine. Mom was howling, as were Terrible T and I. Naidabel seemed to get most of the jokes and laughed more politely. Werner, however, barely cracked a smile. I think we need to work on breaking that stiff board he's got bonded to his back and loosen him up a bit.

The folks at the Improv were wonderful. That sat us right up front. In the hot seats. Paula decided to dialog with my sister Sue, who is a technical writer. She writes the user manuals (that no one reads) for the company that makes the loss prevention equipment for retail stores. Paula picked on her mercilessly, asking her a bunch of questions and teasing her every time she hesitated while trying to find a good way to answer Paula's questions.

When Sue made the joke about no one reading the manuals, Paula shamed her for having the wrong attitude. After asking what hardware Sue had most recently written a manual for (those alarm tag detachers that electronically remove the tag... if the cashier actually remembers that the item has a tag!) Paula went on to tell her own horror story about leaving a store with the tag still attached.

What was really nice was getting to meet Paula between shows. We were escorted into "The Green Room" where Paula was resting up. She greeted us kindly and even went on to recall another funny story. Fun was had by all and I can't wait until she's back in town, again.

Paula Poundstone and Friends
Left to right: Terrible T, Me, Paula, Naidabel, and Werner. Ain't we cute?

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