I don't profess to be a memory maven--not by a longshot--so Saturday night, when some folks and I were supposed to be going to the Punchline, I made a ruthless mistake and brought us to Cobb's instead. *cough* *cough* *wheeze*
But that's enough laughter about me. :)
We saw Sarah Silverman whip out jokes about Jews and chinks. I didn't find her humor that hilariously belly-laugh funny--however there was a certain Humpty-Dumpty joke about having sex with poop that tickled me good. For the most part, though, it was TV sitcom "applause and laugh" funny.
Following that, we stumbled into some ludicrously pricey diner. Already within the clutches of their evil etiquette empire, the question of standing up and walking out was in the air. Well, let's just say that we had some pretty freakin' expensive onion rings and fries (but that's not as bad as a $20 baked potato I once had at Universal Studio).
And Monday evening, I was hittin' the greens at Tilden again for another half-round of golf; I have yet to get any par. :P