I woke up Thursday and couldn’t swallow. That’s nice. I get sick once every 3-5 years, so of course it’s this week. Some drunk guy told me frost was on the forecast, which makes sense, since it’s mid-September and I packed no jacket, sweatshirt, or even long sleeved shirt period. I did the show and it went pretty well. The stage had five banners that said “LOL” on the middle three. I think that’s why it sold out. Unfortunately, I forgot to point at after each joke. (Sarcasm). Also, I may never eat cheese again. Every store, sign, and restaurant tells me about cheese. A Subway billboard I drove past said, “CHEESE!” Cheese? At a sandwich shop?