Last night some radio DJ's judged a competition at the Funny Bone to see who could open up for the five Last Comic Standing finalists when they come to the Family Arena next month. Fortunately I got to perform, UNfortunately I had to go first. I had fun on stage and did my time (3:47 out of 4:00) but during my last joke or so, I heard a couple talking to my left. It was very distracting, but when I looked out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw one of the waitresses, and it's not like you can tell them to quiet down. I'm glad I didn't stick my foot in my mouth there. Anyway, my buddy John Doelling ended up winning the night (and he deserved it, he had a great set) so he'll get to go to the Arena on the 5th (I think). think last night I learned I'm not a "competition comedian". For one thing, I don't handle losing well, I beat myself up quite a bit and for another, I mean, I'm not going to win many contests; I don't see myself as that kind of "wow-your-socks-off comedian". But I do do see myself as a good comedian, and hopefully I'll be good enough to keep growing as a comic, and maybe eventually I can wow some people; competition or not.
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