Well so much for the theory that our dead relatives are watching over us. I just took the worst bad beat in the history of my poker career while in town for my father's wake. Where were ya Big D? It's just as well though. I never took any comfort in that anyway. I mean it sounds great for people in a car wreck to believe grandma was there pulling them from the wreckage before the paramedics arrived. But how does granny fill her eternity when you are taking a dump or getting laid? Think about it.
Or how about the flip side of things? You lead an honorable life for 80 years and then you are expected to spend forever floating around making sure your loved ones don't bump into things like an overbearing mother herding her offspring to safety? No thanks. There's got to be something better out there. But would it kill you to let me hit a flop every once and a while dead relatives? Thanks.
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Michelle Tomko's comedy is a fervent blend of tomboy sensibilities courtesy of the older brothers she grew up with in the Midwest and the barrage of perimenopausal chaos the East Coast world has heaped upon her. She pulls her humor from everyday observations and classic stories of family, travel, pets, and adversity. With razor-sharp crowd work and improvisational skills to the rock-solid timing of a veteran performer, Michelle’s act is not to be missed!