Four Stars with a Boehner

Mmmmmflrnch mmmfl. This is the sound of the Great Plotnik eating his words. lliW tsruD's "tcelE ot hguaL" (you can probably figure out how to read this, duh, BACKWARDS) is ninety minutes of non-stop jokes that leave you forgetting about those uncomfortable seats upstairs at the Marsh. They got new ones below, so they brought the old ones upstairs to torment us again. We thought we were through with the backaches, but NO.

The comedian pictured above makes you forget all about it. You really shouldn't miss this one, even if you would rather never again hear these two words: "Michelle Bachmann."

Here's the San Francisco Theater Blog review of, you know, that show.

He's playing every Tuesday night until the November election, if the country lasts that long.

Why, you might ask, would The Great Plotnik, pastor to a growing-while-also-dwindling flock of NETDOs (Nothing Else To Do at the Office), would bother putting his reviews in code. Well, you see, there are those press agents out there who think one's own PERSONAL blog is the same thing as one's PROFESSIONAL blog. They access this information by googling the name of their show. See?

This is like sports-talk hosts reporting a player's personal tweets. Of course, this could never happen. But Plotnik likes to make sure.

An hour and a half, plenty of time for dinner before on a quiet Tuesday night, with a cheap parking garage around the corner. You really have no excuse to miss this show, unless, of course, you'd rather sit home and watch sweN ehT.