The night air is still. The pie cools in a nearby refridgerator. In a few hours we will find out once and for all whether Ken and I will pull off the greatest upset in pie baking since the Sioux City Shocker at the ’84 Berry Jamboree. Like I said before, I’ll try to post something from there, but the odds of a cyber cafe in Intercourse are about the same as me winning the pie baking contest, so you’ll probably have to wait until at least Saturday. Speaking of Saturday, remember that I’ll be emceeing at the ComedySportz Improv at the Adrienne. Shows are at 7:30 and 10 p.m., and it is BYOB. If you are looking for something to do today, my mom just joined Myspace and she needs some new friends, so hook it up. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a bake off to win.
The ladies above are from a team called Wire-tap that Ass tha played last night at the Bards. Once they found out that I was a baker, well, they simply couldn’t keep their hands off me.