When you gig in Lynchburg, VA, it has to cross your mind that the founder of the Thomas Road Baptist Church and all-around evangelical heavyweight might drop in to check on the most wayward of the flock. What better place to find those most in need than...the local standup show. Show time at the Big Lick draws close and alas, no Dr. Falwell. I'm destined to remain in the "Moral Minority" for another night.
You know, I'd like to think that Rev. Falwell would like my show. It's not "dirty" really, certainly nothing immoral. They do serve booze, but no Campari. In my act I talk about my congenital heart defect and the (humorous) way I dealt with the diagnosis. Dr. Falwell, is a recovered heart patient...we have certainly walked some of the same ground. Further, we both like water slides, John McCain and have a passing distaste for the Teletubbies (albeit for very different reasons). Plus my NASCAR material hits at the center of his base. After devoting a great deal of time to consider all of the reasons that Dr. Falwell might choose not to come see my show, I have arrived at the consideration I believe to be most likely. No sane spiritual leader would be caught dead in a place called the Big Lick.
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