Got back a little while ago from seeing Erin a.k.a. Gigglechick, one of our very own bookbloggers, perform at the New York Improv Comedy Club. The crowd was pretty large and she did well despite being visibly nervous. Although my seat was right in the front row, I have to be honest and admit that I missed the very beginning of her act because I was too busy taking pictures. (I put down my camera when my friend smacked me on the back of the head and said I was making Erin self-conscious.) Her material covered birth control, sex and the single girl, and her very own Gigglemom, whose surly and straight-talking nature makes for good comedy. I thought Erin did best when she interacted with the audience. That's when she seemed most comfortable because in those few moments she was just Erin being Erin.

I'm sure she'll blog about it soon on her own site, so stop over there and give her a pat on the back. Way to go, Erin!

[This being a book blog, I must mention that afterwards we went to Strand Book Store for more titles to add to TBR piles which are multiplying faster than a warren of horny rabbits. Then it was a bit of salsa dancing, where my white girl disco moves caused my Colombian friend to nearly bust a gut from laughing.]