“How To Shave a Moose With a Ford Focus” or “And I Thought my Set Was the Worst Thing That Happened on Sunday”
The summary of the evening goes like this: I opened a corporate gig for Andrew Grose for some hospitality workers that did not want to have anything to do with me. Thinking that the five minutes I should do should be clean without spritzing left me in front of them not engaged in the show at all. They’d been golfing all day, dealt with 45 minutes of raffle numbers to pick up framed hockey memorabilia, and really didn’t feel engaged at all. Andrew and I took off for Edmonton where we soon hit a moose. The car still drivable we then assisted two people who rolled their pick-up truck into something the size of a Timbit. Crappy night, eh? I know! I should have done more crowd work.