On Friday afternoon, Rob rescued---I mean, picked me up from work and we drove two hours to Philadelphia to see Marc Maron do stand up at The Trocadero. The theater was right on the edge of Chinatown, and a couple of blocks from the Reading Terminal Market. We left the car in a garage and went to the market for dinner. I got a grilled cheese sandwich (with slices of brisket and mac and cheese) from Meltkraft (which I'm now learning has locations in Manhattan and Brooklyn) and Rob got a cheesesteak because Philly.
Maron was incredible. I laughed so much that I'm pretty sure there was a smile on my face for the entire hour that he performed. I first read a short profile of him in Rolling Stone years ago, and then really became a fan after seeing a promo for his show Maron on IFC. I started listening to his podcast, WTF with Marc Maron. I love it. I love him. His work is exactly my kind of humor and my kind of comedy. I love observational comedy, where the performer tells a story or make a commentary on something, rather than just standing up there telling short jokes with a punchline.
After the show, Rob and I waited on line to meet Maron himself, even though I really just wanted a poster. Turned out the only way to buy a poster was to wait on line for the meet and greet. Cool, added bonus. I met him, shook his hand, and he signed my awesome poster!
We were on the road back home by 10PM but we got a flat tire on the way, somewhere in Jersey on one of the interstates. So that sucked. But you know what? It doesn't even matter because we had such a great night and laughed so hard. Thanks for the Valentine's Day present, Rob :)