Deansgate: Home Of The Trombone

Time for a "what did I do today?" post. It will be interspersed with a recipe to make it slightly less dull.

This evening was spent at a comedy gig in a trendy bar / restaurant / god knows what, tucked away from the majority of students down some cobbled street next to the canal. Apparently it's the Manchester Comedy Festival. I may have inserted this fact into my brain at some point but it was filed away along with other non-essential information such as how to perform a parallel parking manouver and how not to drown.

Preheat the oven and boil some pasta.

I was dragged along by a friend Lora who seemed to be a fairly big fan of the comedian in question, Patrick Monahan. I thought it was alright, if a bit discontinuous. The guy had just got off a train running an hour late which might explain it, but she found the whole thing hillarious regardless.

Slice some aubergine, rub with oil and salt, grill until golden.

The audience was suprisingly thin on the ground, only twenty or so people, so afterwards we ended up talking to the comedian himself. Lora grinned gleefully while telling him the whole set of about a dozen gigs she'd seen him at. I came out with the more measured response "I don't have a clue who you are".

I've lost my place in the recipe book. Sod it.

A man who appeared to be a cross between a comedian and a business marketing advisor then proceeded to ply us with bookmarks to a website that appeared to have nothing to do with comedy or entertainment of a comical nature. Unless some kind of material can be developed from the promise of "making cold calling more fun". Idea: SOCK PUPPETS.

The bus ride home was then enjoyed with Lora proclaiming "I love Patrick Monahan" at regular intervals, while phoning other people up to excitedly inform them of the evening's events.

Order a pizza from Dominos.

I also caught up with Prison Break using the magic of BitTorrent. It appears to be a decent American adrenaline-pumped drama on Fox (!).

Hopefully I don't experience the wonder of " the mid season break", a television concept unknown on the east of the Atlantic because it's ridiculous. Tiny powerful ninjas will be summoned if this happens.

Now eat your pizza.