After I graduated from high school, I made a trip to NYC bascially to be in the audience of the Daily Show. I didn’t have a ticket, but managed to get in using my charisma and “please I came here from San Francisco” empathy-evoking skills. I was there for the episode with Bert Reynolds, and I screamed too loudly and piercingly, so the producer yelled at me to shup up during the commercial break.