Yesterday, after waking up NOT hungover (two thumbs up), Hannah, Tommy and I took the G train to McCarren Pool for the last pool party. The line was hot and long, so we were sweaty and Hannah and I only caught Ebony Bones (absolutely amazing dance skills) before we had to run to Midtown to watch my friend Pete Lee’s taping for Comedy Central Presents.
I’ve never seen Pete live, so I was obviously pretty pumped. He was amazing. So amazing that Hannah and I started crying. He had maxipads in his armpits and on his chest so he wouldn’t sweat through his shirt. Doreen told me before the tapes started rolling that hes sorta got the Sarah Silverman thing going on - he can get away with anything because he’s so damn adorable. Just look, it’s true.
After Pete, a tiny Italian chick named Rebecca came running onto the stage kicking and air punching. When she talked about her first experience getting a Brazillian at Pink Cheeks in LA, I silent laughed for 5 minutes, and then snorted. Hopefully the snort will be caught on tape.
And now for a little small world/creepy story: Do you remember this? Well, now you do. This morning Fawn gchatted me and said that Adam saw me yesterday at the Comedy Central taping. He was sitting two rows behind me, and saw me with a girl that appeared to be my sister. His friend runs with Pete. Is this some sort of freakish sign?
