A Lovable Loser...

Last night I headed down to LL for the open mic. I showed up around 8ish and tried to get a couple thoughts down about my non-drinking. I seem to remember thinking something funny about my sobriety, but I don't remember it. I talked to one of the comics, Mike. He's one of the improvers that works at LL, I've also seen him at City Improv in Union Station. Last night was also open mic at the Comedy Forum, so a lot of comics were probably there instead of LL. Myself, John Garrison, Anthony Joplin, and Gabe Kea were the only "funny bone regulars" there. My set seemed to go pretty well; again I took the mic out of the stand, and made sure to shift my feet at least once. I didn't get laughs in a couple places I would have wanted them, but I didn't get dead silence, either. I call that a win. Afterwards, I was talking to John Garrison, who mentioned that I looked more, 'pleasant' on stage. Apparently (and I agree with this) I've been seeming more and more bitter on stage, especially with all the fat jokes at the expense of my ex-girlfriend. John called me a "lovable loser", comic. That is, I'm likable, but things just don't go my way (and that's what I talk about on stage). If I want to gripe about getting dumped, I shouldn't focus on my ex's weight because I might loose my connection with the audience. Plus, John said, I'm not "that kind" of comic. I agree, even though I couldn't define what "that kind" of comic is, I can kind of see it in my head, and I'm not it. I'm also working on changing my "wardrobe", again last night I wore jeans and a t-shirt, and I felt really comfortable on stage. I also wore my "Marcus Jacket" that I stole from the tire shop when I worked at the Sam's Club in Columbia (I didn't wear it on stage, just wore it because it was kind of cold out).