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I have been a long time fan of Brian Posehn, whether it be his jokes or acting. I think it was about a week ago, I was surfing the internet (which is the usual) and stumbled across a blurb from Brian Posehn. I read it just to see what it was and saw tour dates; I didn't get too excited since he doesn't really come my way often. Scrolling down I saw a show in Virginia...Arlington that is. I googled how far away the venue was and it equaled out to a little over 3 hours. That seems ok, not too far of a drive and I have never been there before. So I bought tickets and awaited the date of the show. Time seemed to fly by ( it has seemed that way a lot lately) and before I knew it, we were driving to the Arlington Draft House. Brandon and I didn't really hit much traffic, but once we got to the venue was when I started to get frustrated. I had looked up the draft house online before we got there to see where parking was. The map said it had over flow parking so I was relieved and we went around the back of the building towards it. I have one question : How do you call your lot an "over flow parking lot" if it only holds about 15 cars! We drove around some more looking for somewhere that wasn't a mile from the venue. We finally found some meters near the building, parked and proceeded to get change out. What also kind of shocked me ( but not really since I live in Virginia Beach) was that I had to put about $4 in change for 3 hours of parking.

So after all the parking dilemma, we walked to the draft house to
get inside and hope for good seats since it is first come first serve. To my surprise, we showed up at the right time and got in the front section of the line to get inside! This show was completely sold out so I was even more glad to be in the front of the pack. The employees let us in and we rushed to the front. Yes, we got front row center, no one sitting in front of me, only the stage. The lights dimmed and we watched as the opening comedians did their bits. Then it was time...freaking Brian Posehn was announced and came out on the stage. We were so close I could see up his nostril and his shirt. We were a bit below stage level and his shirt was a bit small. So when ever he would get excited about a joke and wave his hands in the a
ir, I got a peek at the stoner belly. He told a lot of new jokes as well as some classics, and I was laughing so hard I got a bit teary. One of my favorite parts was when people would try to heckle or were just being RUDE and talking loudly. There was a group of people in the front corner of the room by the stage who obviously forgot their "grow the F up pills" at home. They talked loudly and Brian would try to just leave it be, talk some more then keep looking at them. One time though, he just stopped and said " Can you shut the F up, I'm a stoner and get distracted easy, geez" ( in his nice but demon filled voice). Then he went back to his bits and I had a great time; I only wish he would have come out at the end to meet some of the audience..like me! If it wasn't such a far drive I would go to the show again the following day. If you have never heard of him ( live under a rock) look up his name and let the metal beard draw you in and his witty jokes keep you enthralled.