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Eugene Mirman’s jokes will leave you scratching your head. Maybe that’s because he doesn’t have any punch lines—just bent premises that frequently veer into darker, more bizarre territory. Mirman is his generation’s answer to Andy Kaufman, an oddball observer with a healthy appreciation for Antonin Artaud’s “Theatre of the Absurd.” After a series of tepid comedy recordings, the hulking comic finally found his medium with last year’s The Will to Whatevs, a tongue-in-cheek self-help guide with an author bio that says it all: “He has four hundred children and lives in outer space.” Mirman’s coming back into Earth’s orbit for some cultural anthropology at the Black Cat–an extension of his offbeat “Tearing the Veil of Maya” comedy nights in Brooklyn–with a handful of hand-picked comics including Dmitri Martin’s BFF Leo Allen, Michael Showalter (of Stella and The State) and deadpan humorist Kumail Nanjiani. The path to spiritual enlightenment starts here. Or, you know, not.

EUGENE MIRMAN PERFORMS 8 P.M. AT THE BLACK CAT, 1811 14TH ST. NW. $13-$15. (202) 667-4490.