Months ago when Charlie Sheen was on every T.V channel, TMZ, Dateline, Entertainment Tonight, the news...etc Jorge and I got a kick out of listening to the crazy crap coming out of his mouth. It was weird, off the wall, but yet honest...I guess
When I heard he was coming to Houston I had to get tickets. I wanted to surprise Jorge, but ended up telling him 2 days later that I had bought them. I have never been the best at keeping surprises a secret.
He couldn't believe I had wasted my money on them and that was the consensus of pretty much everyone else that I told. "They were free, right?" "You paid how much for those." "You want to see that train wreck?" Yes I did. I was very curious (and so were many others, most of his shows sold out quickly).
Anyway, flash forward to April 26, the big night, Charlie Sheen live at the Verizon Wireless Theater. I was super stoked. Jorge and I have had about 2 date nights since Hudson was born. Lady Antebellum and...well maybe it has been one. Anyway, I got all sexy and Jorge got all handsome and we headed to the Verizon Wireless Theater not knowing what to expect. Previous reviews had not been good. And reviews I had read earlier that day said Charlie had been starting about 30 minutes late...what a dick move, like our time's not valuable or something.
So, we get there in what we thought was plenty of time. But there is a huge line wrapped around the building with people asking,"is this the line if you already have your tickets"...yes, this is the line (and don't try to cut, thank you).
We walk through the doors about 8:15 and Jorge goes and gets us a round of drinks (I could have bought a bottle of wine for what a small glass cost...how do they get away with such robbery?) I found our seats and we waited until about 8:30 for Charlie to make his grand entrance.
He goes through the crowds of people below and touches everyone's hands and makes his way on stage wearing an Astro's jersey (that he later gives to a woman celebrating her b-day). Underneath that he is wearing a UH t-shirt (that he later gives to a baseball player for UH who has cancer). And underneath that he is wearing his famous, "winning" t-shirt. He rants and rambles on about running for president to how it sucks getting fired. His thoughts aren't organized and neither is he...I'm sitting there hoping things can only get better, and then they do. Jeffery Ross (the Roast Master from Comedy Central) comes out on stage and welcomes all of us, the enablers, and roasts Charlie to a crisp. The roast lasted 30-45 minutes I would say. That Jeffery Ross is very quick witted, I like him:
"Charlie came to Texas thinking it was the Pone Star State"
"How do you roast a melt down?"
"If Charlie's winning we must not be talking about a custody battle"
"The only 2.5 men I know are the ones who were left in his Detroit audience"
Jorge and I were having a blast. Random women flashed their boobs in the audience and Charlie ended the show with a Q&A from the audience. The show ended a little after 10:00 and we were home about 10:30. All in all it was a great night.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
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