Andrew J. Lederer

whether i would have had as much fun the night before if i hadn't been drinking?

well, i went out last night at about 3am (after sleeping from about 8pm 'til then, so i wouldn't be a mess again today) and i was intensely insecure, tightening up during encounters with phil nichol, brett vincent, hils barker, paul provenza, tiffany stephenson, a girl i like who works at the underbelly, and more.

still, all i drank was part of a diet coke. i didn't yield to temptation.

and i made tom stade laugh.

so, who knows?


in other news, having declared war on reviewers who don't identify themselves or arrange to enter free festival/fringe shows in advance (so that ff performers have the same advantage of knowing that paid venue performers do), i am now officially declaring war on the if.comeddie awards.

i am almost 100% certain they've sent no one to my show and even if they did, it was most likely nica burns' gardener or some similar sham presence without authority.

it doesn't matter whether i'm award-caliber or not, someone from the awards, with actual judicial authority, should have attended. otherwise the awards are a fraud.

the awards, having neglected me throughly, have proven themselves illegitimate and i will shout this from the highest trees until honor and decency are proven to have prevailed. (my disdain for the awards' legitimacy will not, of course, prevent me from attending their party and eating and drinking everything that is offered.)