Jordan Carlos, the self-proclaimed "preppy black comedian," was sitting in the Park Slope patisserie Colson’s on a recent Saturday afternoon, sipping a latte. He wore his signature getup: a snazzy buttoned-up shirt and thick-framed glasses. "Sometimes you have to carry this cross of race and struggle but you really just want to write jokes," he said over the din of the cappuccino machine and a whining baby. "I’m just a gunslinger who wants to do his job."  read more »