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Saw Scott tonight - haven't seen him in ages, he was doing stand-up at a comedy club very close to where I work. I'm not a komedy klub person, and suffered through the opening acts with the help of lite beer and fried foods (whoops), but Scott was very much up to his usual envelope-pushing antics, and incredibly refreshing in a laugh-until-you-hiccough sort of way. He was also very pleased to see us, which is always very sweet, even if I do sort of turn into cocktail-party-hostess-slash-morning-chat-show-hostess when I'm with him and a large group of people. I feel like I have to hit all the "talking points" or I'm not doing my "job". Heh. I'm weird. He says the show was partly Scottastrophe, but that Scottastrophe-proper will come to NY soon in a non-komedy-klub kind of venue; he threw this one together in a couple of weeks, which is why Buddy hasn't updates his blog lately.

So that was fun. Tomorrow Parker comes to live with us for the next two months. I hope she's happy here. She's a very sweet dog.

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