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One day soon, I will be posting a blog about the Royal Vauxhall Tavern, or so is my hope, as it's played a surprisingly significant role in my London education. In the meantime, I will leave you all with the question posed at last night's comedy night at the RVT:

What's the difference between Sarah Palin and an eggbeater?

As part of the joke competition, they ask the audience to compare a famous person who has been in the news that week to a common household object. I've won three times now, and, although I didn't win last night, did think I managed to come up with some decent punch lines:

a) Nothing. They both make whites stiff.

b) Nothing. They can both whip a 'moose'.

:o)

Now, clever doesn't usually win at the RVT, and indeed these didn't. Next time I'll know to put swear words and be obscene.

But in the meanwhile, I thought I'd see if anybody else could come up with something better.

Grow towards the light en VO

That's 'version original' for all you non-French speaking folk:



I hope to get a few more excerpt from the potato performance, for your own amusement.

Meanwhile, the full text of my ode to the potato:

My first experience with potatoes was at a pretty young age. In second grade, we did this experiment where we cut the eyes out of potatoes and put them in a shoe box to watch them grow towards the light. That’s a message I’ve really kept with me all through these years, grow towards the light. Whenever I get sad, or lonely or depressed, I just think to myself: Grow towards the light, Jeff, grow towards the light!

...So there I was, growing towards the light, just like I was talking about. When suddenly, for no reason, the door slammed shut. Plunging me into darkness. Now, some might call this the whimsical justice of fate. Others might call it the ‘be all’ and ‘end all’. Still others might call it just being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Me, I called it dark. D-A-R-K dark.

...But you know what they say, when one door slams shut, another one opens. Of course, it’s not always another door that opens—sometimes it’s something other than a door. I mean, grace is grace, right? But the thing to remember is, when that door opens…or window or can of fruit, whatever it may be—walk through it my friends. Just walk on through. Of course, if it’s something other than a door, you might not be able to walk. You might have to crawl or lurch or find some other means of crossing over. But cross over you must. Cross over, go through, go on and beyond. The light is still there. Keep heading towards it, towards the light.

Grow towards the light

Well, this year, in honour of the UN-declared International Year of the Potato, my birthday theme is... you guessed it, that twisted tuber, the russet root: the noble spud.

I have therefore decided to preview the much anticipated evening with song and video. Enjoy!

IYP


My name is potato

Potato Song


Psycho Potato


Potato Song 2


Wiggles (an Australian kids TV show) do the Hot Potato


The Little Wiggles (to be watched with/after the previous Wiggles video)


Potato Peel


Potato Song 3