I think I went to The Other every Monday night for Open Mic night the summer I turned 18. My Boy Friend was doing the “travel through Europe before college” thing and I felt very left out staying at home with my first waitressing job. I lived in Pacifica and drove up alone. I remember seeing so many funny people, many new faces each week and many who were regulars. I often wonder what happened to them all. One of the highlights was seeing Paula Poundstone on her first night. I don’t remember many specifics (I’m old now for heavens’ sake!), except how much support she got from the staff (I found out years later that she’d been working there so everybody knew her) and how her biggest joke was about her questionmark posture. It’s good that we’ve all moved on and it’s great to have all those memories!