I love Bill Cosby. When I was a kid, I wanted to be adopted by the Huxtables, even though "Clare" was kind of mean, and "Cliff" was kind of dorky and never stood up to Clare.
As I got older, I began to appreciate Cosby's comic genius, and political acumen.
So, when C found out that the Cos was performing at the Paramount, we scooped up a pair of tickets lickety-split.
Before the show, we stopped in to Luka's for a bite to eat. The place was packed with people attending the show, so we just ordered at the bar and grabbed two seats in the lounge.
We shared a half-dozen oysters (Kumamoto and Sweetwaters), all perfectly fresh and briny. I love sweetwaters - I just wish they weren't so damn small! We also split a burger, one of our favorites in the east bay. A couple of pints (Rasputin Stout for me, Stella for the boy) to wash it down, and we were outta there.
Cosby was... well... Cosby. I still love him. He makes me laugh in that "I-can't-breathe-and-I'm-holding-my-gut-but-I'm-still-going-to-piss-myself" way.
And when he wrapped his 2-hour set up with his classic Dentist's Chair sketch... well, I was nearly in tears. Although there is nothing like hearing him perform this in person, if you've never heard it, consider downloading it as it is one of the funniest comedy bits around.
