Did that bitch bust out of rehab AGAIN? No, but it’s an incredible facsimile, yes? It’s just Kary and Hermes doing a little homage to the tragic Ms. Spears’ recent bout with sanity. Nothing says comedy like tragedy!
And speaking of comedy/tragedy, make sure to check out I Am Hamlet from Midtangent Productions, in its last weekend at the Oracle Theatre. Consult the ad below for full details.
The Oscars this year have been lambasted as tedious and overlong. Apparently these critics made the unfortunate mistake of NOT having several cocktails during the show. Luckily I had the presence of mind to park my asshole at SoFo to fully enjoy the show. Check out all the acceptance moments in The Spread. I made everyone a winner that night!
After I had called out a certain Justin a few weeks back for his tongue-spelunking, he hit me up on myspace and asked for an invite the next time I decided to do the dive bar circuit. What better time to give him a call than this past weekend, as we headed down to scenic/tragic Calumet City. And I use tragic only in its most resplendent sense, as we had a blast. I taught that boy so many things that night (What’s ABBA?!?!).
Lesson number one came at Dick’s RU Crazee? I learned him how to lose repeatedly at darts and not be ‘hateful.’ Then on to John L’s, where we met such a bunch of fun folks. Hi Mary Lou, if that is your real name (it IS). There we learned together to taste the tasty rainbow of God’s creation. At DiChano’s we got a crash course in fierce fashion and picked up some house-cleaning tips from my old friend Joker. Happy birthday CJ; the girls are all around you!
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