Couple Store shows and a Palace pop in

Well well well, actually had a pretty decent set at the Comedy Palace. It was one of the few times I can remember getting off stage and not wanting to immediately leave after. I started off a little shakey, but got into some girlfriend material and got a nice rhythm going. I did about 10 minutes, and felt ok about it. When I got off stage one of the bookers talked to me for a little bit, saying I did well, blah, blah. Another dude said I turned the crowd around, always a cool thing. Anyways, I chatted with the booker a little bit longer and he said I could come by anytime I wanted. He then said, "I have trouble finding comedians." I joked, well I was feeling good. He then said he meant he can't find good comics. When I looked around at some of the comics that were on the show, I couldn't argue with that. He told me to text him anytime, and he try to get me more time, in the 20 minute range. That definately would be cool, and it's closer to my apt.

Monday was the Store open mic. Pretty good crowd, considering one dude brought 20 or so people. These shows can be tough, but the crowd was pretty supportive, until he went up, and then they all filed out. He was actually moderately funny, and was picked to open the show on Sunday. I think well deserved. There was one dude that just yells weird shit, staring at his notebook, and that got a good reaction, but it was more laughing at him, then laughing with him. The host actually thought for awhile about choosing him to open. The same host that was doing 3-5 minutes between each comic until someone talked to him. He went from doing 4 minutes, to flying through it. I didn't mind it, but he didn't have to make such a drastic change. I don't mind Mondays, as it's no pressure, and I can feel free to experiment with stuff. I actually tried a brand new joke that will surely be a staple of my sets moving forward.

Tuesday I was back at the Store. I looked at the schedule and noticed I was written into first. One of the comics must have complained and made his way into going on in the middle of the show. I understand he's been working there longer than me, but who whines about stage time. He's a pain in the ass, and does absolutely anything while he's "working." I actually started a few months before him, but he got lucky when a new club opened up and a lot of the comics moved to that club. He used to be a pleasant guy to chat with, but his ego has ballooned to rediculous proportions. It's not just me that has noticed it, my roommate also speaks of it. It's really pathetic, as I think he is a talented comedian, but to carry that kind of ego is not necessary. Anyways, I opened the show and felt I did pretty well. I should have planned out a set, as I was pretty choppy. Opened with the joke I did the night before, and added some stuff to it, and it did very well. I ended meh, but I can't complain about the result with opening and all.

After that I stood around, collected glasses, and watched some of the show. There were two people from a local radio station on the show, and they brought basically the whole show. One of the dudes went on stage for the first time. I'd have to say he was decent. Jokes were hacky, about jerking off, the usual. But, his stage presence and timing was decent. The other chick I've performed with a few other times. She isn't bad, and she is slowly progressing. It's nice to see her improve. It does help that every show she does is pretty packed. That's a luxury I wish I had. Anyways, while the show was going, the dude took off to do the marque without ever telling me. So I'm standing there when a comic finishes, and one of the managers, who's also a comic, says "Are you going to shut the light off?" At this time he's standing closer to the frigin light switch than me. He's all about putting your time in, I get it, but being a dick (not the first time) isn't going to help. Esp. considering he tries to slap me in the balls all the time. People like that are silly. Either try to be an authority or be a pal. You can't pick both. After I shut the light off, he says something like, "Arn't you going to check the clock, or are you useless with that too?" Wow, you are a douche. First off I had no idea I was controlling the light or clock. Secondly, why the f do you have any need to talk to me that way? Just pushes me away. I'm already finding myself not really interested in driving there nights I don't work. I don't want to get to a place where I hate it there, so I just need to pick my nights to perform there.