I realized that the last few comics I've done have been sort of a drag. It makes sense to me now that most of that stand out portions of my life, like many people, have been tragedies in my life. At least I remember them more vividly then other things because the traumatizing nature of the events. So to lighten the mood, I did a recent, more humorous, story of what happened to Angela and I on our 1st wedding anniversary night out to LB Steak house on Santana Row. Hopefully this trend of funnier stories continues.