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Current mood:  awake
have this jacket that I wear every time I go out to perform. My brother gave it to me a while back; I think it was for my birthday (Thanks Raul). Some of you may have seen it.
I don't perform in the jacket; I usually wind up either throwing it on the stage behind me or sitting it on a chair back in the club. So it had acquired a distinctive smell that can only be described as "comedy club".
Well, the other day my wife decided it was time the jacket had a good washing (she was probably right, thanks honey, I love you). Now the jacket smells all "Downey Fresh"… I have decided that although Downey fresh is a wonderful aroma, I miss the old jacket smell. Probably because it reminds me of Comedy. I've always enjoyed the comedy club, even before I ever stepped foot on stage.
Now I understand why every time the dog gets his bath the first thing he does is go outside and roll around in the grass.
7:32 AM
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