I was talking to an open micer last night; it was his first time up and he seemed nervous; which is normal. My advice (and I don't know where I got this, maybe I made it up) was "Stand up is like sky diving, as long as your chute opens, call it a win". That being said, someone must've given me a knapsack; because I hit the ground HARD. I like to believe my energy was high and the crowd was just in a lull, but I'll have to watch the tape (as painful as that may be). I also got to keep time and light people last night but my new phone didn't (or doesn't) have a stop watch, so Scott Avery gave me an analog wall clock. So I got to do math all night, writing down 8:32:20 to 8:36:10 = 3:50 and such. Anyway, last night was a really rough set, but I have Springfield and LL tonight and Bloomington this weekend to look forward to.
If I was walkin' in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none
While you 'n' your friends are worried about me I'm havin' lots of fun,