DC Comedy Fest. On the way there I decided to stop in a couple CD stores on 18th St. and look for the new CDs by Daft Punk and John Davis (former lead singer of Superdrag). Didn't find them, but on the way back, I saw a guy dressed like Uncle Sam holding a sign that said "Income Tax" on it. At first I thought he was some kind of weird anti-tax protestor, or maybe pro-tax, because he was standing at a place where there used to be a Kerry table. But then I realized he was advertising for a tax-prep place. The odd thing was, rather than say "hey, need your taxes done," he said "hey man, do you like art?" I said "yeah" and he gave me a flyer which was for a lady's art show, and on the back it was an ad for tax prep. Pretty odd. (Here's a picture of the guy, tried to be sneaky about it.)
So anyway, back to comedy. I missed the first group I wanted to see, Sketch 22, but I did catch the others, Season Six, an improv group made up of a few folks I knew from improv class and a guy I knew from GW, TJ Miller, who was doing standup. I also ended up seeing another standup who I'd seen once before. He was fairly amusing, as were the improv group, but TJ was hilarious. I highly recommend checking him out during the rest of the comedy fest, which is this weekend. He does standup and he's also in groups called Chuckle Sandwich and Persimmony Whispers, whatever that may be. Then after the show, I was walking back up 18th to get home and I passed the bar the Angry Inch, where there was a guy holding a bloody towel to his head, talking to a bouncer and another guy as blood dripped off his nose. It must have just happened, the bloody guy was kind of stunned and asking about his beer, but his friend was saying stuff like "it wasn't really secured, it was loose," I guess trying to say that whatever his pal fell on or because of was loose, it wasn't because he was drunk. And right up the street was this big police van, a DUI truck, with cops milling around. They must not have noticed the bloody guy. They did, however, have a handcuffed lady in the truck saying "I ain't trippin'" over and over. People go nuts for St. Patrick's day. My bracket is doing well too. (link ought to work)
And I'm going to Nashville tomorrow. Look for me on TV, I'll be in a big yellow foam tricorner hat. 9:30 PM, GW - Ga Tech.