Ankle still feels like I sprained it pretty badly, but it is DEFINITELY getting better.
I’m going to get the diet stuff out of the way because I’ve totally got something better to talk to you guys about tonight.
So here was dinner:
It was eggs and cheese and ham and cottage cheese and toast and jelly
and here’s the scale:
276-274 = 2 pounds in two days. That is almost as insignificant as any of the Kardashians’ talents, so I’m not celebrating quite yet. Still, two days is a mini-streak, keep hope alive for day three!
Now onto the pressing matters of the evening.
My friend and I went over to check out the comedy club over in South Bend (for those of you who were invited last week and that we cancelled due to weather I’M SORRY, this trip was more last minute).
So we went over there to check it out and see what was going on, not looking to perform, just looking to watch the show. There were probably 20-25 people in the room and the first guy gets up, first timer, and tries his stuff. It’s not polished at all of course, he’s just one of those guys that the other guys at work said, “Dude, you have GOT to get out there and try stand up, you’re soooo funny.” Much like the reason I’m sitting there watching this kid…stupid peer pressure.
So directly after he gets off stage, Brad and I look at each other and go, “Shit, let’s DO THIS.” Well, my look might have been of crippling fear but I still wanted to try.
So we sign up.
Ok maybe it was more like this…
Whatever, the point is, now our names are on the list and we’re going to get up in front of other people and try to make them chuckle. The saving grace was that this was open mic night. Some horrible people just wasting your time with shit that has no plot, no direction, isn’t funny, and is boring as hell. Also, some good comics trying out new stuff, working through stuff, not killing it at all, just getting a few laughs here and there. I’d like to think that that’s exactly what Brad and I fit in…got a few laughs here and there, and people enjoyed what we did up on stage. I will tell you right now, I was f*cking nervous. I absolutely want to do it again. I want to get to the point where I feel comfortable up there, and THEN if I suck…I’ll quit.
So if you want to see what uncomfortable joke telling looks like…here you go:
Oh yeah, the only context I think you need is that before the open mic, the guy emceeing was like, “just take the mic stand and put it behind you, don’t leave it out front, it just looks weird…also, don’t look into the eyes of the audience if you are new, it’ll throw you off…just look over them instead.”
annnnnnd now here you go:
So there you have it…what did you think?
