Tuesday, July 31, 2007
I was concerned that the tie might come across as too formal, so I loosened it a bit and rolled up my sleeves. The crowd reaction didn't seem to change. As a matter of fact, not a single person asked me if I was really an accountant because they all believed it.
Maybe my tie will be my new signature. Drew Carey has his glasses, Steve Martin has his suspenders, Jay Leno has his chin and now I have my tie.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
("Unkle" with signatures from Tim Bedore and me)
Friday, July 6, 2007
There is a guy that performs nightly at The Golden Corral buffet restaurant. That has to be the worst gig ever.
The best show I saw in Branson was SIX, a group of brothers that provide all the percussion and harmony with their voices and no CD track or band. They sang everything from U2 to The Beach Boys to Amazing Grace.
The other shows I went to were:
- Best of Motown (they really need a comedy writer),
- Legends (the Britney Spears impersonator was skinnier and a better singer than the real Britney),
- Yakov Smirnoff (old people love this guy as much as he loves America) and
- Magic of Darren Romeo (made Jeff Gordon's NASCAR car appear and then disappear, which was impressive).