I think my attitude is getting worse, due largely to my dissatisfaction at work. Last night I was at Lloyd and Harry's and for some reason I got on a rank while talking to Stevie P about how much I "sacrafice"1 for comedy and how I think I should be getting more than I am. And while I believe I should be getting more paid stage-time (at least a little more) I don't think I should be getting all-bitter and telling people about it.
Anyway, on to my set: I really want to be a more reflective comic, personable and stuff. I tried that approach last night, and it didn't exactly work the way I had hoped. Granted, Lloyd and Harry's isn't the best place for laid-back mic control, especially when you're going on stage after Brett Clawson, who did got a literal boat-load of laughs but is not the most subtle. I caught a little Live At Gotham this morning, and was amazed by the writing of the comics I saw. They weren't just about real situations that happened to them, but were about minor
real situations. Things that others might look past. It's kind of frustrating, or I'm kind of greedy, because I don't know ultimately what I want to talk about (or how I want to do it) but I know I always want to do what impresses me (so, pretty much everything) and I know I want to be good at it (funny and relatable).
Sometimes I start my blogs with a question or problem I'm having, and I think very rarely do I come to any conclusion. I kind of feel like Doogie Houser. Only without a Doctor's salary...
1 In retrospect, I was probably being a whiney baby...