Oswego/Syracuse

On the way to the thur night gig in Oswego Joe and I stopped at a Wendy's to use the rest room and get a burger. As Joe was washing his hands I opened the bathroom door, saw there were people that could see us and yelled, "I AINT INTO DUDES" and stormed out. Thats was a pretty good joke. Joe and I ate lunch and planned when we cold use it on others.

Joe and I did the thur. night gig in an Econo-lodge on a river. I got my first standing O AND sold a few t-shirts. A woman with great tits and a splendid ass gave me a lap dance during the show. I ask a woman every show if she wants to give me one, (to prove she knows what one is), and they've always said no. This one said yes. The place went nuts.
After the show I gave her my card and invited her to a show in Syracuse. Her way-hotter friend snatched the card and said they'd definately be there. We'll see,....
So my qaundry is this- I've invited two women from Syracuse to the show, (I met them last time I was in town). I'm not sure if they know each other or not, as we hung out in a group. One is brunette, petite and cute. We'll call her Miss Syracuse. She said she might be going to to Saratoga for the weekend and isn't sure yet. The other is blonde and really pretty. She tried to sleep with me last time I was in town, (when I was married), and I didn't. We'll call her Miss North Syracuse. Either woman may or may not come to the show on Friday or Saturday. Miss North Syracuse asked if I wanted to invite Miss Syracuse. I told her I already did. she said, "I know". So they know each other. A tactical error on my part!
Joe and I spent saturday afternoon on my balcony smoking cigars. I had a Nat Sherman. Best cigar I've had in years. Joe had an Ashton torpedo.
My balcony wall is broken. If I get drunk and lean against it I'll fall 12 feet into the parking lot. I could use the lawsuit money. Joe and I jokingly discuss having him knock it down with me already in the parking lot, then I climb onto it, act hurt, collect the money and split it.


Stalin, (from the previous post), told me she and a friend will be at the Friday show. Clearly I want a shot at Miss Syracuse as she's the hottest AND came on to me once before, (I also heard she slept with another comic, one I find only fairly amusing. Sadly, I lose some respect for women if they sleep with shitty comedians. I'm a snob.
No matter what happens, Joe said he'd run "interference" as needed.
Turns out only Stalin showed up, with another Russian chick. We hung out after the show and they left abrubtly.
Later in my room blonde Miss North Syracuse texted me to say she couldn't make it but will definately be there tomorrow, alone.
SATURDAY
Joe and I spent most of the day smoking Mr. B cigars with one of the club owners. Maduros. they are really cheap and pretty good.We sat in the Sun and I got burned.
Both shows went great. Joe sets up my t-shirts for me when I'm on stage. What a doll!
Neither of the Miss Syracuses showed up. Nor did the lap dance girls. Apprently Joe ran "interference" too well. I got a few drunken texts from a woman I'll call Miss Albany and thats it. I'll see her soon- supposedly- on a gig in Cohoes, NY.
Joe and I drank straight vodka on my balcony and watched the rain fall. It was quite romantic but Joe and I aren't into dudes.