Back from The Mickey Sinardi' Star Show Spectacular (I don't think it's alliterative enough, Mickey, you should consider changing your name to Sammy) and was it ever a dud. But BK, Nick, and I had a good time anyway, making fun of everything and everyone... including the three really tacky and bad transvestites sitting behind us at lunch. Blatantly obvious and they had all chosen more or less the same blonde helmet-hair wig.
While Nick was chatting away to someone, I engaged Johnathan Winters as a fellow Ohioan (Winters was in his Reds baseball cap and still carries his lucky buckeye in his pocket) and he did a rude, raucous, and really raunchy improv for us of a hick Kentuckian coming to the big city of Cincinnati for a visit.
Needless to say, we laughed and laughed until we thought we could laugh no more...and then we laughed some more...