He Said, She Said
Tales of a comedic adventure
He Said: Even though I’ve been using every available cooling technique I possibly can lately, that still hasn’t stopped the recent heatwave from getting the better of me.
Take last Wednesday evening, for instance. When the Lady of the House peddled her bike home from work to find me hiding out in the toolshed with my head submerged in a plastic cooler full of ice, she could see just how desperate I’d become.
“What you need is a humor-fueled night on the town,” she advised. “And, lucky enough, I happen to know just the right venue.”
She told me about a standup comedy event, “Shoe Me the Funny,” that was being hosted at a prominent downtown Bellingham dive bar where the drinks flow cheaply and even the faintest flicker of midsummer sunlight seldom, if ever, enters.
I thought this sounded like heaven. So, within minutes of extracting my melon from the cooler, we were on the sweltering streets hot-footing it down to the Horseshoe Cafe.
Upon reaching the entrance of our desired location, my inner urge to act like a gentleman caused me to open the door for my date. But instead of waltzing over the threshold, she ground to a halt.
“You know this is the Beaver, not the Horseshoe, right?” she said, gesturing between the two deceptively similar-looking storefronts.
“Of course!” I retorted. “But I just thought we might catch the tail end of happy hour over here, first.”
She Said: I concurred, and we soon found ourselves seated at “the Beav” splitting an order of broasted chicken, sipping stiff vodka-cran cocktails and watching a classic episode of Gilligan’s Island.
Sufficiently cooled (and fed), we sauntered over to the Horseshoe just before 9pm, where we were pointed to the farthest reaches of the Ranch Room. Not long after being served refreshing $3 Stoli and lemonade concoctions, the event’s host, Mike Cramblett, set up a mic stand and told us the free show would be starting shortly.
“Even if it’s really shitty, it’s still going to be good,” my date whispered in my ear. I took this to mean his temperature had finally regulated itself, and nodded my head in assent.
Personally, I’d been drawn to the event because of its promise of the possibility of free cheesy fries—and because of the opportunity to do something a little different on Wednesday nights.
“People have responded very well to the free cheese fries,” Cramblett told me after the show. “Humans, in general, like free food. I try to give the audience a little extra reward for coming.”
Cramblett, a comedian who’s also involved with the group that, among other things, produces the weekly “Guffawingham” Comedians Open Mic every Monday night at the Green Frog, says he handpicks the lineup of comedians who have thus far taken part in “Shoe Me the Funny.” The winning comedian from each night’s show gets a feature set the following Wednesday.
Through the course of the evening of stand up, we heard the six contestants riff on everything from Scottish kilts to Pokemon obsessions to “penile preference,” bird watching, and metabolism. I’d pegged the winner early on—a likeable, potty-mouthed lunk named Charlie Myers—and was happy to see him take the crown.
And, although we didn’t end up winning any of the Horseshoe’s famous cheese fries, my fella and I both agreed that “Shoe Me the Funny” had been a wonderful way to spend a Wednesday evening. We paid our bill, and ventured back into the hot night.blog comments powered by Disqus