Did some writing with a comedy buddy during the day yesterday. I got 2 quality jokes out of it that I'm excited about. One about the young and the restless/ seseme street, and the other about feeling bad for the transfat. They are I think different. That's my biggest thing I try to do when writing is try to take an idea that no one has tapped into, kind of goes along with the fact minorities doing all jokes about being a minority. I try to stay away from doing jokes about getting so drunk, so high, etc.
Later in the night we picked up a fellow comic. She hasn't been doing it that much lately but I used to hang out/ perform with her a lot when I first started. She used to constantly remind I was new when I first started whenever I complained about having rough shows or other people doing shows I thought I should be on. That pissed me off a bit but whatever.
We planned to go to the spot I did a few weeks ago that was pretty much an all (looks around to make sure they're not reading) black people crowd. shhhh. That is fine but they were not wanting to laugh. Anyways on our way there one of my buddies said they weren't doing comedy that night. Luckily we didn't drive all the way there. Anyways we then went to the ladies house and milked a delicious 32 oz bud ice. We then went to a pizza spot to spilt a pitcher and get some food. I used to go there basically every Tuesday for a year or more with one of my former best friends. He met a gal, is now engaged, and we no longer speak. People that change in relationships are dumb. Anyways, I drank a couple beers there, ate the large slice of pizza, and we headed out. For some reason I thought it to be a good idea to get one of the energy alcohols before Moondoggies. I'm sure me drinking one of those every day is why I wake up wide awake at 6 am everyday, even if I do drink til 2.
Anways we get to Moondoggies and It was packed. There was quite a few people the last few weeks but this was nuts. Basically just a bunch of douches there just to meet hot women that have low self esteem, but not low enough to date someone like me. So I went up second again. I felt somewhere inside that I was going to do good again. Nope couldn't get the crowds attention. I got some laughs and some people came up to me after and said I was funny. I did as good as I could I guess. Can't be too hard on myself all the time. I am welcomed back and that's all I can ask for.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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