"Is thunder the loudest sound?' is the stone-dest thing I've ever said."
TELL ME MORESam is officially my new favorite.
He was dressed so snazzy last night (a devil-red track jacket, his version of skinny jeans, and Pumas), even for a show in Long Island City, which was of questionable hospitality. His mustache is even more immaculate in real life.
His standup was so spacey and deadpan and hilarious, and I was totally awkward about meeting him (I wrongly thought, for a split second upon running into him, that a hug would be an acceptable gesture, so I leaned in with my arm out, checked myself, and went, “Ohh mygosh, SAM! Um, can I shake your hand? I’ve always just wanted to…shake your hand…” and so he gladly clenched my hand in his and deflected the faltering hug. And then he saw that I was off-balance and embarrassed, so he went, “HIGH FIVE!” really loudly and dorkily slapped my other hand. LOL)
Then he and I were in gridlock on the stairs down to the bathroom, and he made a gentlemanly sweeping gesture with his arm and said, “You first, dear.”
OMGYEY.
