Last night the wife and I (and a bunch of friends) went to see the comedic genius of Jim “Hot Pocket” Gaffigan. He has forever changed how I view Hot Pockets and Cinnabons. You might know him from the new TV show My Boys, That 70’s Show, Super Troopers, or the various Sprite/Sierra Mist commercials he has been in. The show last night was at the beautiful Chicago Theater as part of his Comedy Central Beyond The Pale tour. And despite knowing most of the material already, he was still hilarious. Hee-f%*^&ng-larious.
Oh yeah, my wife also spotted the elusive Bob Nanna (Braid/Hey Mercedes/City On Film) at the show, so we can safely assume he too is a consumer of fine comedy products. Strangely enough, yesterday morning I had a dream and Bob Nanna was in it. Weird, huh? Yeah. Especially since I don’t typically remember anything I dream about.
The details of most of the dream are a bit fuzzy, but (from what I remember) I was fighting with Bob Nanna over a fully cooked rotisserie chicken. It was a race to see who could peel the skin off the delicious bird first. (I told you it was weird). My wife (coincidentally) also had a weird dream two nights ago. She dreamt that the Chicago punk rock band Apocalypse Hoboken played at my grandfather’s funeral. In the church. Too strange. If anyone wants to analyze these dreams and get back to me with interpretations, go right ahead.
MP3 | Jim Gaffigan – Caliente Pocket The Last Supper
MP3 | Jim Gaffigan – The Mexican Conspiracy The Last Supper
you dreamt about bob nanna? what are you, GAY?
Love the hot pocket routine- thanks for sharing!
I first heard Jim as a guest on The Best Show on WFMU. Funny. They talked about the “Hot Pockets” bit without elaborating, so now I know it. Thanks.