the news from Lake Hapatcong, New Jersey

Last night, comic Angry Bob (whose website carries a review describing him as a "gigantic anarchist lawn gnome") and I drove to Lake Hapatcong, New Jersey, to do a comedy show in a rock-and-roll themed cafe. Time-consuming, but enjoyable. It's nice to do comedy for people who haven't heard any of my jokes.

Two fiftysomething patrons brought this item with them in their car ... this thing that looked kind of like a giant vibrator with an electrical cord. It was a "smoke-eater," and they sat with it at their table as everyone around them smoked, because you can do that in bars in Jersey. I was going to joke about how much the damn thing looked like a vibrator, but then Angry Bob went up before me and thanked the couple for bringing him a rectal suppository, so I figured I'd just leave the smoke-eater alone.

I was amused by an anecdote on Angry Bob's blog about stopping his car at a red light and having a hooker get into the passenger seat and tell him he looked lonely. His response was to scream out the window: "RAPE, WHORE, HELP, I'M A HOSTAGE IN MY OWN CAR - HELP, HELP HELP!!!"