Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Take yer lid off
Hubby and I went on a really good date Sunday, out to Buffalo Wild Wings (the best wings...ever) and then to the Arlene Shnitzer (which I totally thought was the Arnold Shnitzer) to see Ray Romano and Brad Garrett. We were really looking forward to it, cuz you know, Ray Romano...and then the fact that we hadn't been on a date since um...yeah. Well, Ray was hilarious with his stories of "Frank" passing gas ("Soooorry, but I've got three more coming.") on Everybody Loves Raymond, his own family life of stashing squirt guns in the glove box in case his twins fell asleep in their carseats, and his never ending quest to not piss his wife off (ie. sketching her while she sleeps). You know, very Everybody Loves Raymond. That's funny stuff. Brad was totally that uncomfortable funny--let's see how many people we can offend in 18 minutes sort of thing (that poor lady from Romania in the front row). He had his moments though. It would have been really funny if the translator standing in the front by the stage, doing sign language, would have hopped on the stage and whipped his bootie. Her hair went all the way to her ankles...totally couldn've been a weapon. He is flipping huge by the way...like 6'8 (as he said, a "cross between Herman Munster and Greg Brady"). But I SWEAR what was really funny...what I remember the most about this show is watching my hubby drink his beer out of a straw! Just to paint the picture a little more, he's a bit of a beer snob. Brews his own, only micorbrew, knows the best breweries within fifty miles, etc...At the Shnitzer, they'd let you take drinks in the auditorium as long as they had lids on them. We so felt like grownups just being able to take drinks into the auditorium in the first place. So cool. We are so out without the kids. I did point out to him that he *could* take the lid off when he wanted a drink, but everytime I looked over at him, there he was just a-sipping his beer through that little petite black straw. Seriously, babe? That is *my* hubby. That's my man! Back away, ladies! That is all for me! Who needs Ray Romano when you've got that kind of funny?