Last night at the Bistro I tried out abunch of new material, much of it on the topic of suicide. Andy Faasen was hosting and I wasn't thinking about getting ready so I didn't set up my camera (I didn't even have my tri-pod). And since I brought my camera I didn't have my DVR, which means that naturally I reworded a couple jokes "on the fly" and they worked. Thankfully I remember at least one of them, and I'll try it like that from now on. Clayton and I talked about carpooling to the show Friday, and when I got home I did a little work on the program that creates my schedule.
Yesterday at work, Tiffany called from the Springfield FunnyBone and wanted to book me next weekend in Bloomington. I also picked up a couple weekends in January, which really put me in a good mood because I haven't gotten any paid work in about 8 months and now BAM! work for Marcus. I was getting kind of discouraged, which people (ok, just Tom) said was not good because I shouldn't be expecting work or progress. He's right, too; I mean a pessimist is never disappointed. Since I picked up Bloomington next weekend I won't be able to check out the Westport show next Saturday, which means I'll have to catch John Morgan on Thursday.
Every day a new disguise
Every night a Halloween
She says keep the motor runnin' man
Like I was some machine