On Sunday night I saw a comedic genius at work. One of the funniest men in America. I told jokes in front of the mirror. JJ (Just joking (the NEW jk (just kidding))).
But I did see Dave Chappelle live.
My sister and I didn't have tickets, but we headed down to the Erwin Center anyways. We decided we'd make like Indians and scalp that shit.
Since the event had sold out months ago and the show was an hour away everyone was asking for $100 a piece. I talked a guy down to $90 a piece but he got upset after I told him I couldn't do anything higher than $80 each. After that encounter an attractive blonde girl and her tall asian boyfriend came up to us.
"Are you trying to buy tickets? Our friends bailed on us, so we have two extra tickets. We'll give them to you for face value."
Angels I tell ya. Angels! After a cash exchange we were in like sin. We didn't even check to see where our seats were because we didn't care. We were about to see Chappelle! After circling the entire arena we couldn't find our seating section so I went up to an employee.
"Excuse me. If we keep walking this way will we get to section 7?"
"Oh no. Section 7 is on the floor. Just head down any stairwell towards the stage."
3rd row, man. THIRD ROW. We were probably 20 feet from the stage.
Dave was hilarious. We heard about an hour of brand new material. I could try and paraphrasize what he talked about but it wouldn't give it any justice. I will tell you he spent a good half hour talking about subjects relating to his balls. And he did come out and make fun of himself by saying that the media was right about him being crazy and if anyone shouts out anything to him he'll go back to South Africa.
He's so good at what he does.
Thats all I have to say really. My Sunday was a lot better than yours. See ya.