By The Kicking Of Some Bums...

Holli Pappan made me cry, then laugh, and then cry, at the perfectly miniature Famous Mysterious Actor costume she put together for Halloween. My dreams have died, but my soul sings free.

Something Famous this way Comes!

I can smell it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
And I've been waiting for this pixy for all my life, oh Lord
Can you feel it screaming and throwing candy tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord

Well, if you told me you were Cutter, I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am
Well I was there and I saw pre-enactments, I saw them with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been
It's all been a stack of pies!

The Famous Mysterious Actor is throwing a Halloween Party at Berbati's Pan! Come out and wear a costume!

You Know, Our Mortal Time Is Short!

You might as well spend as much of it drunk and laughing as you can. This open mike needs two things: AUDIENCE MEMBERS and COMICS. Come on out. I've got free entertainment for audience members and free drinks for comics. YOU. CAN'T. LOSE!

Update: Looks like the Tiger's on life support- if you ever wanted to come see me host this venue, why not make it be in October?

Postscript: Well, after an attendance of four comics, two audience members, and Gil Brown, I have put the Hungry Tiger comedy mike down, holding it and stroking its fur affectionately as the needle went in. Its breathing gradually slowed and I watched its powerful, leather-padded paws clench and relax as it went into its final sleep.