Take Luck

I've been meaning to post about this for a few days now, but eh I've been busy. Deal. Anyway, thanks to my dear, wonderful, stupendous friend Wes Holley, and my other fantastic Mr. Fox Chris Beyer (not of the Wes Anderson variety), I got to see a certain Mr. Brian Regan the other night. Chris works for Nuskin and they had a ... kind of strange corporate event with weird videos and awesome give-aways that I wanted. Despite the longevity (glory in my vocab) of the event, it was one hundred percent worth it.

Anyone who isn't knowledgeable in the ways of Brian Regan should look him up right now. Because he's funny. So funny. As in, "man I wish he would stop being so hilarious because my face hurts a little bit" funny.

I truly wish that I could remember more of the jokes he told, because he had some wonderful new material, and I would love to share. But there were a couple highlights that probably won't translate well over the internet. Let's try anyway, shall we?

1. He forgot his own joke. But then proceeded to be super hilarious about it. It's moments like that when I am pleased to learn that comedians aren't only funny when they plan it out beforehand.
2. "As a father, I find myself forming sentences that a normal person wouldn't usually have to say. For example: Hey son, don't balance your cup between your chest and the table"
3. He talked about how when you get older, pain is just something that sticks. "Oh my hip hurts, guess I'm dealing with that forever."

Did that make you laugh? Maybe giggle? Guffaw? Bust your gut? Gross.

It was a fantastic night. Made even more fantastic by wonderful company. I am forever grateful for awesome friends who invite me to cool things.

And now, finals start tomorrow (which, of course, means I'm blogging) and I need to get studying. Happy almost Christmas, everyone! I'm stoked.

PSA

** Having the ability to dance and being a human are not mutually exclusive. Despite what The Killers might tell you. **