I'm not a big fan of change. My favorite expression when it comes to change is, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it." This describes my attitude perfectly.
HOWEVER, I don't always dislike change. If there is a reason for it, and the resulting change is an improvement--then I'm all for it. But, if something is changed that was already working out perfectly, then I hate it. This happened to my water class that I have raved about so much in the past. But that's not the focus of this entry.
I need to make some wholesale changes in my life--parts of it are definitely broken. Now, some parts of my life are a vast improvement over how they were five years ago. I have a better school to work at, my finances are MUCH better, and I have more friends. But, some hugely negative things in my life are still the same as they were five years ago. These things need to change--THEY MUST CHANGE.
I'm writing this blog entry so I will have a permanent record and reminder of my desire to change. Plus, I will have other people to keep me accountable of my actions. I have tried to let a lot of people know about this blog recently, because I have a strong desire for people to read my entries. I'm proud of some of them--especially the entry about my sister, Karrie. I also want people to see the progress that I will have.
I have been overweight since 4th grade. Even though I was overweight, I still got around really well on my crutches--which I even used throughout middle school. Then, I went through a MYRIAD of health issues throughout high school, and I slowly transitioned to using the wheelchair. The late 80's were a very dark period of my life, health-wise, and only my family and a few close friends know how many issues I had back then.
Now, I use the wheelchair 100% of the time, and I have gained so much weight. I got really serious about eating better and exercising more, this past March. I can't really weigh myself, but I believe that I ended up losing at least 30 pounds. I was nowhere near my goal, but I felt a lot better.
It's now 8 months later, and I have gained all of the weight back. I have been to the gym one time in the last two weeks, and I am eating horribly. When I was doing so well before, I was going to the gym about 5 times a week, and I was eating really well.
A lot of that had to do with the Seattle Sutton program, which I have blogged about in the past. But, I haven't ordered their food in about a month. I also had my water class, which was a GREAT cardio workout.
Unfortunately the gym ended up getting rid of the teacher, and her replacement is not the same. Even though I am not a big fan of Michele's replacment, I just need to suck it up and deal, and go back to the class.
Yesterday, I felt like a huge whale at Thanksgiving dinner. I didn't overeat, but I was very uncomfortable the whole day. I also felt like all of my family members that I saw yesterday were thinking, "Holy crap, Kevin just looks bigger and bigger everytime I see him."
My self-esteem is pretty low right now, and I need to get back in the gym and start building up my upper body again. I also need to get my cardio going again.
Now that Thanksgiving is over, I need to get back on track with the eating. I know that weight-loss is 80% diet...and my diet sucks right now.
Besides losing weight, so I can look better and have more self esteem, I need to focus on my health. My blood pressure and vital signs are good. But, I will be 37 in a couple of weeks, and my body is going to start to rebel. It's only a matter of time.
I WILL BE SUCCESSFUL. I have no other option.
November 28, 2008
November 24, 2008
Top Ten Things That Are Great About Being Disabled
10. I always have a chair.
9. Parking is NEVER an issue.
8. I can usually get tickets to sold-out shows or sporting events, because the wheelchair seating hardly ever sells out.
7. It is fun...really.
6. Slow-dancing works best when the girl sits on my lap.
5. I try not to take things for granted.
4. I can bypass long lines, and I can enter the ADA entrance (Obama rally, Clinton speech, etc.)
3. I don't have to wait in line at Six Flags.
2. It gives me a great perspective on life.
1. I constantly look at people's backsides, since my line-of-sight is at butt-level.
:)
I know that some of my reasons sound a bit juvenile. But hey, I'm single...and I'm a guy. :)
9. Parking is NEVER an issue.
8. I can usually get tickets to sold-out shows or sporting events, because the wheelchair seating hardly ever sells out.
7. It is fun...really.
6. Slow-dancing works best when the girl sits on my lap.
5. I try not to take things for granted.
4. I can bypass long lines, and I can enter the ADA entrance (Obama rally, Clinton speech, etc.)
3. I don't have to wait in line at Six Flags.
2. It gives me a great perspective on life.
1. I constantly look at people's backsides, since my line-of-sight is at butt-level.
:)
I know that some of my reasons sound a bit juvenile. But hey, I'm single...and I'm a guy. :)
Top Ten Things That Suck About Being Disabled
10. The whole "not walking" thing can be annoying.
9. Whoever designed cobblestone streets was not in a wheelchair. VERY UNCOMFORTABLE
8. My hands are always dirty.
7. Little things like taking out the trash, or bringing in groceries can be a chore.
6. Rolling through rain and snow dirties up my clothing quite a bit.
5. I get ignored by the opposite sex a lot.
4. People talk down to me.
3. People underestimate my abilities.
2. It takes several minutes to get in and out of my car each day (I have to assemble the wheelchair, etc.)
1. I constantly look at people's backsides, since my line-of-sight is at butt-level.
9. Whoever designed cobblestone streets was not in a wheelchair. VERY UNCOMFORTABLE
8. My hands are always dirty.
7. Little things like taking out the trash, or bringing in groceries can be a chore.
6. Rolling through rain and snow dirties up my clothing quite a bit.
5. I get ignored by the opposite sex a lot.
4. People talk down to me.
3. People underestimate my abilities.
2. It takes several minutes to get in and out of my car each day (I have to assemble the wheelchair, etc.)
1. I constantly look at people's backsides, since my line-of-sight is at butt-level.
November 19, 2008
15 is too young
I LOVE being a teacher, but there are some days when you just want to be a mindless drone sitting in a "cube." Yesterday was one of those days.
Two days ago, a sophomore passed away after wrestling practice. He had a serious defect with his heart, but this defect was not discovered until it was much too late. He collapsed at the end of practice, and died a little while later at the hospital.
This sounds horrible, but fortunately I did not know the young man. But, a good friend of mine at school had him in her keyboarding class. I could see how Jamel's death greatly affected her. She went around to all six of us in the department, to talk about him. But, her class was the first business class that he had taken. So, I just listened to her tell me about what a great young man he was.
During my 13 years of teaching, I have lost many students. Those first 10 years of my teaching career were spent working at the middle school level. It was devastating to see how their young minds could not wrap around the finality of death. Fortunately, we didn't lose too many students as middle schoolers, but I would hear of former students of mine passing away when they made it to high school.
Out of respect for Jamel, I wanted to address the death of two students in my past. All were "gone too soon."
Kylene was a teacher's dream. She was smart, mature, respectful, and hardworking. She was the kind of 8th grader that I wanted to check on as she progressed through her life. I knew that she was going to go far.
Kylene loved horses, and ultimately it was a horse that took her life, right before her freshman year of high school. She was tending to her horse, and the animal kicked her in the chest. The blunt-force trauma killed her.
I have never been to a more-crowded funeral home in my life. There were students, adminstrators, and many, many teachers there. What really impressed me was the number of teachers that were there that had never had her in class. They just "knew" of her. It seems like the really good kids and the really bad kids have a way of becoming known to most of the teachers in the school.
The one image that is forever burned into my brain from that visitation service, has to do with the slideshow that was playing on the screen at the funeral home. There were MANY slides of Kylene on horses. You could tell how much she loved horses, just by looking at her face. What made the whole thing more chilling was the fact that there were several pictures of Kylene on the horse that KILLED her. But she was doing what she loved when she died. I think that is all we can ask for.
Garrett was a student that I had two years ago. He was one of the first students to indoctrinate me into the differences between middle schoolers and high schoolers. He had multiple piercings, and he talked about things that were on a different level than the 8th graders.
I truly enjoyed having him in class. I always found him to be respectful, and I know that he "tried" in my class. His grades weren't the best, and he wasn't always perfect, but whenever I would "refocus" him, he would always say, "Yes sir." or "Ok, Mr. K."
I didn't have him last year, but I would see him around school, and he would greet me with a smile, and a "Hi, Mr. K." I would often ask him about cars and motorcycles, because I remembered that he had a passion for those subjects. I think he appreciated that I remembered those facts about him.
On the surface, he seemed ok. But he took his life, several months ago. I'm not sure why he did it. That is the frustrating thing about these teenage suicides. These kids see no other way out. Unfortunately, they don't realize that if they just get the help that they need, they can get past whatever is hurting them.
In writing this, I have thought a lot about Garrett and Kylene. But, I have also thought about Jake, Darius, Ashley, and Chris. Unfortunately, I am sure there have been others. I just never found out, since I was at a completely different school.
At the beginning of the post, I mentioned how some days I would like to be a drone. That was the case yesterday.
TODAY, I had one of the best days of teaching, in as long as I can remember. I had a smile on my face, and I got that spark relit. I'll talk more specifically about my day, in a future post.
I love teaching, and I love forming relationships with my students. There is a huge upside to that, but the downside can cut like a knife. But, I wouldn't have any other profession.
Two days ago, a sophomore passed away after wrestling practice. He had a serious defect with his heart, but this defect was not discovered until it was much too late. He collapsed at the end of practice, and died a little while later at the hospital.
This sounds horrible, but fortunately I did not know the young man. But, a good friend of mine at school had him in her keyboarding class. I could see how Jamel's death greatly affected her. She went around to all six of us in the department, to talk about him. But, her class was the first business class that he had taken. So, I just listened to her tell me about what a great young man he was.
During my 13 years of teaching, I have lost many students. Those first 10 years of my teaching career were spent working at the middle school level. It was devastating to see how their young minds could not wrap around the finality of death. Fortunately, we didn't lose too many students as middle schoolers, but I would hear of former students of mine passing away when they made it to high school.
Out of respect for Jamel, I wanted to address the death of two students in my past. All were "gone too soon."
Kylene was a teacher's dream. She was smart, mature, respectful, and hardworking. She was the kind of 8th grader that I wanted to check on as she progressed through her life. I knew that she was going to go far.
Kylene loved horses, and ultimately it was a horse that took her life, right before her freshman year of high school. She was tending to her horse, and the animal kicked her in the chest. The blunt-force trauma killed her.
I have never been to a more-crowded funeral home in my life. There were students, adminstrators, and many, many teachers there. What really impressed me was the number of teachers that were there that had never had her in class. They just "knew" of her. It seems like the really good kids and the really bad kids have a way of becoming known to most of the teachers in the school.
The one image that is forever burned into my brain from that visitation service, has to do with the slideshow that was playing on the screen at the funeral home. There were MANY slides of Kylene on horses. You could tell how much she loved horses, just by looking at her face. What made the whole thing more chilling was the fact that there were several pictures of Kylene on the horse that KILLED her. But she was doing what she loved when she died. I think that is all we can ask for.
Garrett was a student that I had two years ago. He was one of the first students to indoctrinate me into the differences between middle schoolers and high schoolers. He had multiple piercings, and he talked about things that were on a different level than the 8th graders.
I truly enjoyed having him in class. I always found him to be respectful, and I know that he "tried" in my class. His grades weren't the best, and he wasn't always perfect, but whenever I would "refocus" him, he would always say, "Yes sir." or "Ok, Mr. K."
I didn't have him last year, but I would see him around school, and he would greet me with a smile, and a "Hi, Mr. K." I would often ask him about cars and motorcycles, because I remembered that he had a passion for those subjects. I think he appreciated that I remembered those facts about him.
On the surface, he seemed ok. But he took his life, several months ago. I'm not sure why he did it. That is the frustrating thing about these teenage suicides. These kids see no other way out. Unfortunately, they don't realize that if they just get the help that they need, they can get past whatever is hurting them.
In writing this, I have thought a lot about Garrett and Kylene. But, I have also thought about Jake, Darius, Ashley, and Chris. Unfortunately, I am sure there have been others. I just never found out, since I was at a completely different school.
At the beginning of the post, I mentioned how some days I would like to be a drone. That was the case yesterday.
TODAY, I had one of the best days of teaching, in as long as I can remember. I had a smile on my face, and I got that spark relit. I'll talk more specifically about my day, in a future post.
I love teaching, and I love forming relationships with my students. There is a huge upside to that, but the downside can cut like a knife. But, I wouldn't have any other profession.
November 11, 2008
Fox Theatre follow-up
I ended up writing an email to the staff at the Fox Theatre, expressing my displeasure at their wheelchair seating. I am VERY easy to get along with, and I never complain or pull the "disability card." But this was something that I needed to address.
I got a response today from the president of the theatre. He gave me a very classy and detailed response. I can see now that the layout of the old building doesn't lend itself to the most accessible seating arrangements. I still don't like the fact that there are no good places on the floor, but I understand the situation.
He also recommended that I give the wheelchair seating in the lower balcony a try, and that does appear to be centrally located. That is something that I intend to do.
I don't think many people are actually reading my blog, but I wanted to give the Fox Theatre credit for explaining the situation and handling my complaint in a professional manner. Thank you.
I got a response today from the president of the theatre. He gave me a very classy and detailed response. I can see now that the layout of the old building doesn't lend itself to the most accessible seating arrangements. I still don't like the fact that there are no good places on the floor, but I understand the situation.
He also recommended that I give the wheelchair seating in the lower balcony a try, and that does appear to be centrally located. That is something that I intend to do.
I don't think many people are actually reading my blog, but I wanted to give the Fox Theatre credit for explaining the situation and handling my complaint in a professional manner. Thank you.
November 9, 2008
Beer School
I love to learn. I love learning new facts. I love learning about a topic that I have no knowledge about, and I just love to know stuff.
It is this aspect of my personality that has made me good at trivia. I tend to absorb things like a sponge, and I want to know EVERYTHING that I can, about subjects that interest me.
I will admit that I can be a bit O.C.D. with my interests. I typically will find out all I can about a topic, and it will become my focus for quite some time. I was like that with coins...numismatics.
My grandfather died a couple of years ago, and he left a coin collection behind. My parents asked me if I wanted to research his coins. At that time, I didn't know anything about the subject, but I was up for the challenge.
For the next several months I lived, ate, and breathed coins. I purchased several off of Ebay, and I learned about my grandfather's collection. This actually helped me feel even closer to my grandpa. Then one day the "switch" was turned off. I was done with coins, and I was ready to move on.
Lately, I have been interested in beer. Fortunately this interest seems to be one that I will have for quite some time. I have always liked the taste of beer, but I didn't know anything about the subject. I realized that I wanted to know things like the difference between an ale and a lager, hoppy beers vs. malty beers, etc. So, I set my sights on educating myself and trying many different kinds of beer.
Over the last several months, I have tried many different kinds of beer, and I have learned A LOT. I found an activity on Wednesday nights that has given me so much knowledge.
Cicero's, which is a bar/restaurant in University City, MO, operates a beer school each Wednesday. Every week a different representative from a brewery comes and talks to the class. The rep. educates us on their different styles of beer, and we get to sample 3-5 different beers every week.
This beer school is completely free. It's a win/win situation. Cicero's gets more people to come to their bar, and then they try different beers. This opens up a whole new customer base for the bar.
The students get free samples of different beers that many of us would be too apprehensive to try on our own. I will try anything once, but it's nice to get a free sample.
I look forward to Wednesday nights now, and I am very glad I found this. I have been going to this class since mid-September, and I have been interested in beer for a couple months longer than this. I'm enjoying this, and I don't think that the beer "switch" will be turned off. There are just too many different kinds of beer out there to try!
Cicero's Beer School
It is this aspect of my personality that has made me good at trivia. I tend to absorb things like a sponge, and I want to know EVERYTHING that I can, about subjects that interest me.
I will admit that I can be a bit O.C.D. with my interests. I typically will find out all I can about a topic, and it will become my focus for quite some time. I was like that with coins...numismatics.
My grandfather died a couple of years ago, and he left a coin collection behind. My parents asked me if I wanted to research his coins. At that time, I didn't know anything about the subject, but I was up for the challenge.
For the next several months I lived, ate, and breathed coins. I purchased several off of Ebay, and I learned about my grandfather's collection. This actually helped me feel even closer to my grandpa. Then one day the "switch" was turned off. I was done with coins, and I was ready to move on.
Lately, I have been interested in beer. Fortunately this interest seems to be one that I will have for quite some time. I have always liked the taste of beer, but I didn't know anything about the subject. I realized that I wanted to know things like the difference between an ale and a lager, hoppy beers vs. malty beers, etc. So, I set my sights on educating myself and trying many different kinds of beer.
Over the last several months, I have tried many different kinds of beer, and I have learned A LOT. I found an activity on Wednesday nights that has given me so much knowledge.
Cicero's, which is a bar/restaurant in University City, MO, operates a beer school each Wednesday. Every week a different representative from a brewery comes and talks to the class. The rep. educates us on their different styles of beer, and we get to sample 3-5 different beers every week.
This beer school is completely free. It's a win/win situation. Cicero's gets more people to come to their bar, and then they try different beers. This opens up a whole new customer base for the bar.
The students get free samples of different beers that many of us would be too apprehensive to try on our own. I will try anything once, but it's nice to get a free sample.
I look forward to Wednesday nights now, and I am very glad I found this. I have been going to this class since mid-September, and I have been interested in beer for a couple months longer than this. I'm enjoying this, and I don't think that the beer "switch" will be turned off. There are just too many different kinds of beer out there to try!
Cicero's Beer School
Australian Pink Floyd
So I went to see Stephen Lynch on Thursday night, and that was truly a spontaneous thing. But, I went to see a group called the Australian Pink Floyd on Friday night, and this was something that I had planned for awhile.
I just started listening to Pink Floyd a couple of years ago. This was after I saw a local cover/tribute band called El Monstero. This was truly the BEST concert that I have ever been to. Even though I wasn't that familiar with the music of Pink Floyd, I still enjoyed every moment of the concert. For a local cover band, this was remarkably well-produced. There were lasers, pyrotechnics, etc. I got the sense that I was at a Pink Floyd concert...in their heyday.
I went to the Australian Pink Floyd show to see how it compared to El Monstero. While, I enjoyed them as entertainers, I didn't have the greatest night. This had more to do with my crappy seats than anything else.
I don't want to get off on a rant here, but the Fox Theatre has the worst "floor" wheelchair seating that I have ever seen. When I purchased the tickets, I was told that I was in the 4th row. When I got there, I saw that I was indeed in the fourth row...but I was at an extreme angle, and I couldn't see the left-most 1/3 of the stage. These were expensive seats, and I was more than a little pissed. Here's a seating chart, I was in section VIP2
I just started listening to Pink Floyd a couple of years ago. This was after I saw a local cover/tribute band called El Monstero. This was truly the BEST concert that I have ever been to. Even though I wasn't that familiar with the music of Pink Floyd, I still enjoyed every moment of the concert. For a local cover band, this was remarkably well-produced. There were lasers, pyrotechnics, etc. I got the sense that I was at a Pink Floyd concert...in their heyday.
I went to the Australian Pink Floyd show to see how it compared to El Monstero. While, I enjoyed them as entertainers, I didn't have the greatest night. This had more to do with my crappy seats than anything else.
I don't want to get off on a rant here, but the Fox Theatre has the worst "floor" wheelchair seating that I have ever seen. When I purchased the tickets, I was told that I was in the 4th row. When I got there, I saw that I was indeed in the fourth row...but I was at an extreme angle, and I couldn't see the left-most 1/3 of the stage. These were expensive seats, and I was more than a little pissed. Here's a seating chart, I was in section VIP2
What really irritates me is that ALL FOUR of their wheelchair areas on the floor, are on the extreme edges. It shows that wheelchair seating is an afterthought for them.
Now, I know that I was still four rows back, and there were many seats in far crappier spots than mine. BUT, my problem is that I didn't have the ability to get better seats. If I want to sit on the floor at a Fox Theatre event, I have to deal with only seeing 2/3 of the stage.
It looks like I would have been able to see much better if I would have been up in the mezzanine or balcony but I didn't know that when I bought the ticket. But it will be awhile before the Fox Theatre gets my money again. http://www.fabulousfox.com/
The concert, what I could see of it, was actually very good. They performed "The Wall" in its entirety, and they did a great job with that. Their renditions of these classic songs were extremely accurate, and I was very happy with my choice to see them. But, I do have to say that El Monstero is better.
BTW, the only time I saw the drummer was at the end when they all took a bow.
Buzzwords
I was looking at my statistics, and I haven't had very many people read this blog. Part of that is my own fault. I haven't publicized it to very many people. I'm still apprehensive about having certain people read this, but I need to get over that.
But, I have noticed that my entry about Seattle Sutton has stirred up a bit of traffic for me, so I'm going to be focusing on certain topics for the next several entries. Hopefully someone will search for these buzzwords, and then they'll find me. It's a cheap way to get more people, but oh well.
As I've mentioned before, I have no problem doing things by myself. I PREFER to do things with other people, but I have no problem being by myself. I vowed to myself that I would never let my "singleness" keep me from doing something that I wanted to do.
Wednesday night, I was rolling into "beer school" (which I'll cover in a future entry) and I noticed that there was a purple card on the sidewalk. I picked it up, and I saw that it was an ad for an appearance by one of my favorite comedians, Stephen Lynch. I have never seen him live, and I scanned the ad to check on the date. Fortunately it was for the following evening, at Harrah's Casino.
Stephen Lynch's stuff is twisted. He sings songs about subjects that are taboo, and he sings them in such a way that they are actually quite melodic and beautiful. He has a talented singing voice, and he was actually on Broadway for awhile, in "The Wedding Singer."
I was busy at school on Thursday, so I really had no chance to get a ticket for the concert. I saw that he was doing two shows that evening, so my plan was to go to Harrah's, an hour or so before the first show. Hopefully I would be able to get a ticket. If not, that was ok. Harrah's is only ten minutes away from my apt., and this was truly a spur-of-the-moment decision.
I got there, and I found out that the 7:00 pm show was sold out. But, I was able to get a ticket for the 10 pm show. I'm a night owl, so I wasn't concerned about staying out late. I was going to kill time and gamble at Harrah's, but I thought better of that. I went home for a couple of hours, and I watched The Office, and some other stuff.
I got to the show, and I ended up striking a conversation with another person there who was by himself. He lived in Springfield, MO, and he was in town on business. I went to college in Springfield, and we had a great talk about the town, etc.
I also found out that he and his father were in the mental health profession, but they worked as "expert witnesses" in court cases. The ironic thing was that this was one of the things that I had talked about with my Business Law classess THAT VERY DAY. I ended up getting his business card, and I'm probably going to have him come talk to my classess sometime. So that worked out great.
The show was so funny. Stephen interacted well with the audience, and he played a lot of his "hits" and quite a few new songs. It was definitely an "R" rated show, and his comedy is not for everyone.
The thing I like about his stuff is how he deals with every topic. He has a couple of songs where he makes fun of people with disabilities, and I LOVE THAT. People are too P.C. these days, and they just need to loosen up. During one of these songs, I looked around, and I saw that several people were watching me. I guess that they wanted to see my reaction--but all they saw was me laughing A LOT.
I was really glad that I went. I've included some of his videos. Again, it's not for everyone, but I think his stuff is so funny.
Special
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ijFetGGrhRw&feature=related
Lullaby
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mhqaeb_hObY
But, I have noticed that my entry about Seattle Sutton has stirred up a bit of traffic for me, so I'm going to be focusing on certain topics for the next several entries. Hopefully someone will search for these buzzwords, and then they'll find me. It's a cheap way to get more people, but oh well.
As I've mentioned before, I have no problem doing things by myself. I PREFER to do things with other people, but I have no problem being by myself. I vowed to myself that I would never let my "singleness" keep me from doing something that I wanted to do.
Wednesday night, I was rolling into "beer school" (which I'll cover in a future entry) and I noticed that there was a purple card on the sidewalk. I picked it up, and I saw that it was an ad for an appearance by one of my favorite comedians, Stephen Lynch. I have never seen him live, and I scanned the ad to check on the date. Fortunately it was for the following evening, at Harrah's Casino.
Stephen Lynch's stuff is twisted. He sings songs about subjects that are taboo, and he sings them in such a way that they are actually quite melodic and beautiful. He has a talented singing voice, and he was actually on Broadway for awhile, in "The Wedding Singer."
I was busy at school on Thursday, so I really had no chance to get a ticket for the concert. I saw that he was doing two shows that evening, so my plan was to go to Harrah's, an hour or so before the first show. Hopefully I would be able to get a ticket. If not, that was ok. Harrah's is only ten minutes away from my apt., and this was truly a spur-of-the-moment decision.
I got there, and I found out that the 7:00 pm show was sold out. But, I was able to get a ticket for the 10 pm show. I'm a night owl, so I wasn't concerned about staying out late. I was going to kill time and gamble at Harrah's, but I thought better of that. I went home for a couple of hours, and I watched The Office, and some other stuff.
I got to the show, and I ended up striking a conversation with another person there who was by himself. He lived in Springfield, MO, and he was in town on business. I went to college in Springfield, and we had a great talk about the town, etc.
I also found out that he and his father were in the mental health profession, but they worked as "expert witnesses" in court cases. The ironic thing was that this was one of the things that I had talked about with my Business Law classess THAT VERY DAY. I ended up getting his business card, and I'm probably going to have him come talk to my classess sometime. So that worked out great.
The show was so funny. Stephen interacted well with the audience, and he played a lot of his "hits" and quite a few new songs. It was definitely an "R" rated show, and his comedy is not for everyone.
The thing I like about his stuff is how he deals with every topic. He has a couple of songs where he makes fun of people with disabilities, and I LOVE THAT. People are too P.C. these days, and they just need to loosen up. During one of these songs, I looked around, and I saw that several people were watching me. I guess that they wanted to see my reaction--but all they saw was me laughing A LOT.
I was really glad that I went. I've included some of his videos. Again, it's not for everyone, but I think his stuff is so funny.
Special
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ijFetGGrhRw&feature=related
Lullaby
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mhqaeb_hObY
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