The "cafe"

     Down those winding stairs I stroll, into the warm, haze filled room. They have been busy in the last couple of months since I had been here. They have a nice raised stage now, with a drum set..I am tempted to play, but do not want to disturb the chill, low key atmosphere that is prevalent throughout the room. They also have a pool table, air hockey table, and shuffleboard to keep you occupied as well. A nice bar area with some great "medibles" and everyone is always happy. No drama or loud, alcohol induced stupidity, always peaceful and serene.
     I arrive a few minutes late, but as usual with most comedy events, it never starts on time. I still have 30 minutes to think and get a set in order. I'll start off with something topical that the crowd can relate to, and stay away from any of the more abrasive material. Though most of the people in the audience seem less than interested in the comedy show going on, they are polite and keep their table talk to a minimum.
    Everyone does their time and gets a smattering of applause with a few laughs mixed in. This is not a room you come to "kill" instead, this is a room you come to be productive in. I feel good about how a new bit went over and may use it in my Harveys set coming up.
    I have eaten shit in this room many times before, but still I come back begging for more. Its a fun way to spend a Saturday evening, right?