Let Them Ho’s Fight

That’s what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age.

—David Wooderson, Dazed and Confused

Happy birthday, Forest.

Love,

Your Friends

Hey Gang!

So, lets wrap up the Del Close Marathon, shall we?

First off lemme say that I think I can speak for all the Ho’s in saying that we had an awesome time in New York. I got to chill with my girl alone for the first time in months, Brandon got to see a Jankees game, Mort got to take an unexpected road-trip, and Forest drank.

Also, I wanna thank all the staff at The UCB Theater for running a top notch marathon; things were run smoothly and professionally. In addition to doing the DCM show, the Ho’s did a show at The PIT, opening up for Elephant Larry who are a bunch of incredibly welcoming and funny dudes.

Another cool thing; this was the first time I haven’t had to take any trains while in New York. Courtney booked our hotel (Ramada New Yorker, nice place) and it just happened to be right down 8th Avenue from all of the places we needed to be during the weekend. So that kicked fucking ass. Great weekend.

Monday night I came home from a workshop I was doing, pulled the car into the garage, and pushed the garage door closer button only to hear a loud explosion. I turned around and saw sparks falling from somewhere behind the car. Worried that I had crunched the back of the car with the garage door, I hopped out to find a pool of fire just outside… It turns out my closing the garage was the straw that broke our block’s transformer’s ass. The thing totally a’sploded. I hopped out past the fire pool (which I later found out was producing corrosive smoke ’cause of the PCB oil that transformers have in them, fuck) to look up at the transformer, which was sparking and flaming. Shortly thereafter, it a’sploded again, in an even grander fashion. At that point I was already on my phone, desperately trying to fight through the shock and figure out how to dial 911.

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I’m going to New York tomorrow for an improv festival. This festival is insane. You walk backstage and there’s a green room, usually in which Horatio Sans is getting high. Then, if you go follow this cavernous hallway you get to the keg room. There you’ll find some of your favorite improvisors (Conan writers, a UCB member or two, the black guy from MadTV) getting drunk as hilarious little skunks. And sometimes; not always, but sometimes, it’s ten in the morning.

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Let Them Ho’s Fight will be performing at the 8th annual Del Close Marathon.

Where: The UCB Theatre, 307th W 26th St, New York NY 10001-5812

When: Saturday, 28 July, 2006 @ 10:30 PM EST