They say a picture is worth 1,000 words ... so I'll just let this one speak for itself:
Yes, that is Coolio and Rob Schneider, hanging out together at the Galway Hooker. While Deuce Bigalow was on stage at the Lake Norman Comedy Zone, the king of the gangsta's paradise was on stage at Uptown Ampitheater before coming to see Rob's final show last night. Now that is what I call: "Hip-Hop Anonymous" — and random.
YOU CAN DOOOOO IT! Rob proved that he really can do it — as in be as funny live as he is in his movies. Of course he performed his famous lines for us. His jokes were almost comforting in a sense — he was deriving humor out of things going on in the world that we otherwise stress over.
Rob is not just a great character actor, but he's also an overall great character — and perhaps one of the nicest, most down-to-earth celebrities I've ever met. (Despite the fact that he picked on my friend for getting up in the middle of the show to use the restroom. Why do comedians always hackle people for getting up to pee? ... when you make us laugh that hard you put us at risk for peeing in our pants — especially someone with a full bladder.)
There was another comedy show at the Hooker last night ... starring my uterus.
One of the members of Coolio's entourage announced after the show that I was his future baby's mama.
"Did he just call dibs on my uterus?" How does one respond to that? I don't know about normal people, but I gave him a lecture about how my uterus is not a vacant real estate lot he could fertilize. "Do you already have a baby's mama?" my friend asked him. No response.
A Comedy Zone is opening soon in Charlotte. I'll give you details as soon as they give them to me, but I did coerce them into giving me hints, which led me to the conclusion it may be heading to Elizabeth. Also, Michael Waltrip, who was in attendance, is starting his own comedy garage tour.