Emma Silvers of the SFBG first saw Dave Chappelle live about 10 years ago, in an arena at UC San Diego full of college kids yelling “I’M RICK JAMES, BITCH” over and over. And then she saw him late last night (actually early this morning) at the Punchline here in SF:
You know what happens to drunk 20-year-old idiot college kids who get an ego boost from yelling stupid shit at standup comedians? They do grow up. They get jobs. They move to SF. They buy expensive collared shirts. And they become drunk 30-year-old idiot startup bros who get an ego boost from yelling stupid shit at standup comedians.
“DAVE who’s the hottest celebrity you’ve slept with!” (“That question assumes I’ve slept with a celebrity.”)
“DAVE you lift, bra? You lift!” (“No, this is actually just a really small shirt.”)
“Hey Dave! HEY DAVE! Are you gonna get the iPhone 6?” (Blank stare of disbelief. “Uh, probably.”)
[Photo, completely unrelated btw, from the time Andrew made friends with Dave at Pakwan]