August 31, 2003

Thanks to whomever it was that cancelled the Santa Cruz Coffee Roasting Company gig, I had a hearty and delicious dinner in Japantown of tofu, eggplant, beef and green onion, and deep fried burdock root chips. Any food item that can be dipped in mayonnaise is okay in my book! My apologies to anyone that might have actually shown up at the SCCRC, but our little gig was summarily cancelled, and we only found out about one hour before show time. I didn't feel too much like performing after a grueling day in comedy class. One student claimed her dog Prancer had eaten her homework, and that jus t set Teacher off! Thanks a lot, Prancer! What the hell kind of name is that for a dog anyway?

August 27, 2003

Great night at Tim O'Dell's Open Mic and Comedy Showcase at Luna's Cafe in Sacramento! Thanks to Nancy and Dave for making the trip to see me. I enjoyed the world-famous Luna's quesadilla and Sierra Nevada on draught -- at least until it ran out! I have a lot (at least three) fans in Sacramento now! Quote of the night, outside after the show, "I just didn't think he was funny, that's why I wasn't laughing." What could be more straightforward and beautiful than that? Tell your truth, girl!

August 26, 2003

Absolutely delicious clam chowder at A Cuppa Tea, the cafe in Berkeley where I performed last night. Great place! Can't wait to go back there. There's a lot of love, support, and pot fumes in that room. Had fun with Emcee Bob Brindley (check him out!) and my new friend Anthony (funny stuff, even if Saturday Night Live did steal your material!). Highlights of the evening included Vladimir doing a joke right out of the Comedy College Workbook ("For Father's Day, I took my father out . . . 'cause I couldn't afford a hit man" Ba dump bump) and the guy who did Internet jokes ("Einstein, Picasso and George W. Bush end up at the pearly gates all at the same time . . ."). I love this business.

August 23, 2003

Two Meximelts (I guess I should put a TM somewhere?) from TacoSmell. In the car on the way to the gig. Thanks to Jimi, Michael, Beate and the handful of other folks that showed up. It was hot! I mean temperature-wise and other-wise (reference to "The Apartment" -- great movie!). Jonathan Dippert did a great job running the door, and I got to help with the concessions (whoo hoo, I am definitely moving up in the comedy biz!)!!

August 16, 2003

Closing night of the melodrama/vaudeville production at The Gaslighter. Skipped dinner and went straight for the Bass Ale (as per usual). This time Phil helped spice it up a bit with some itsy bitsy teeny weenie tiny little bottles of spiced rum. Do you know how many of those you have to drink to get a good buzz on? Only about two when it's on an empty stomach! (Heh, heh, She said "weenie," heh, heh.) Thanks to all my adoring fans who showed up to throw popcorn at me one last time: JoAnn, Zion, Camaron, Kylie, Edo, Jimi, Lisa, John, Wendy, Anders, Hayley, Matt, Angela, Anne, Michael, Rose, and Rose's husband (whose name I always forget for some reason but of course that didn't stop me from sitting on his lap!).

August 12, 2003

Performed at the San Jose Improv Open Mic. My first 10 minute set. My sets are defnitely getting longer, if nothing else. Enjoyed my usual Bass Ale and spinach-artichoke dip. The Improv really is a fine establishment. Too bad that the five people who showed up to see me made up about one-third of the total audience. On the other hand, thank [insert appropriate word or phrase here] they were there! Mother-in-law JoAnn had her first chance to see me perform, AND an opportunity to wear her new silk duster. Very attractive. We had a run-in with "the fuzz" outside prior to show start, and several comedians were able to use it in their sets. From pain, comes art. Good lesson.

August 10, 2003

San Jose Jazz Festival. Friends Argyle Beardsley and John Kurtyka painted murals and sold books. Another artist we like, Paul Urich, also painted a mural. Various festival foods were on hand, but I settled on the chicken on a stick and red beans and rice and fried plantain. Now isn't that the best sounding dinner I've had so far? Edo had similar fare, but topped it off with Deep Fried Twinkies! Click here for proof! The Jazz Festival is a great place to challenge yourself to support local artists while avoiding tourist traps. And the beer is horrible. Edo's right -- they serve cheap nasty beer to discourage Festival-goers from getting too snookered! We'll just get hammered at home, then show up!

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