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What a fucking crazy night. Rosemary, Tony and I went to Mr. Show. It was funny as hell! Laughed our asses off. Some classic skits, and soxbox dvd problem listme new ones. During some skits, John Ennis and David Cross were making comments about people being loud in the audience, and at one point, John was like "Security get these guys out of here. Seriously." and was looking really pissed off at an area of people a few seats ahead of us. The show went on, but then at the end, John Ennis actually fucking came in the side door and went up to the fuckers and was like yelling at them and had security escort them out. John was completely pissed off, and the security had to kinda hold him back. It was fucked up.

So I spent way too much on shit. I got the book, a poster, a packet of postcards and some stickers, and it cost a hell of a lot of money. But Rosemary said that as she waited in the lobby area while I was buying shit, she heard security say, essentially "I'm never letting them here again. They are not coming back." And she thought at first, it was about those kids John was pissed at, but then she heard him say "They're screwing around backstage." So we figured they were actually talking about the Mr. Show cast. I thought how funny it is that it's not one of the many rock bands, but a comedy team that security wants banned. Fucked up!

Oh, and while I was in line, I saw a guy who was wearing a suit and had stylish glasses in front of me, and instantly, I thought of Renwick, cuz he's the only guy I know of who wears suits. And this guy made it look good, so I'm assuming Renwick does too. He actually vaguely looked like him. Renwick!!! If you actually were there, that's funny, but I doubt it. Anyways.

Umm, so that was my fun night. There was more craziness before that, but I'll skip the details...

Oh, and when Rosemary and I got back there was a cute lovable kitty cat walking around, well groomed, and had a collar, but no ID tag. Our neighbors have been here forever, and we knocked on the door after playing with the kitty, and it turns out it's a cat around the block. It has a home, but it sounds like the owner isn't very good at caring for it. She(our neighbor) said that she feeds the cat when it comes around. His name is Mr. T... He was so lovable, we figure that if we see him again, maybe we'll invite him in to play with our equally lovable Cleo kitty. I hope they get along, cuz we both think she'd love ot have a friend.