There is a lot going on this week. I hope this can cause some relief, like it sometimes does. To start off with, I just want to let you know that the comedy show went great. I did bring 25-30 people. We actually sold the place out. They kept us in the small room. It was completely packed. I'm not sure what the fire marshal would have thought. They knew ahead of time that we sold 45 tickets, so for a room that accommodates 45 people, I thought it was weird not to upgrade. But, regardless, the show went great. I got to perform 4th, just before the professionals. It was exactly what spot I pictured in my head. I couldn't have been happier. They even had me go on after my instructor! People were rolling. I was surprised how natural I felt. Afterwards, people kept asking me if I was nervous. I told them I was more nervous when I had to perform the same act to the same 4 people for 4 weeks, while watching them judge me with their little notebooks. Performing in front of people who actually laughed, and had not heard the material before, was much more relaxing. Although it was kind of funny, because the next day, the guitar player from my Prog band called to say how much fun he had. And he felt compelled to let me know that I was funny even though he had heard some of my material already, since we spend so much time together. I thought that was cool. I know I'm doing my stuff. I'm not inventing anything. The drummer in my Punk band said he liked it, but told me he watches a lot of comedy, and thought there were moments when I seemed out of breath. Which was probably true. I was told I should slow down.
I like that people felt comfortable giving me feedback. They liked it, they thought I was good, and they know me well enough to offer authentic feedback. Most everyone said they thought I should continue. Or at least thought I would. But I was kind of just checking it out, and checking it off of my bucket list. That was the greatest part, not only did I kill it, people thought I was good, people had fun, and I got to take something off my list! I was buzzing! Then the headliner came up to me 2 separate times and looked me straight in my face and said I was good, and should stick with it. He was very good! Then one of the other professionals said I killed it, he was proud of me, and said he could get me some shows. It was like I was in a movie. I was floating! I must have smiled for 4 straight hours after that. I'm smiling right now, just thinking about it. But now it's like okay, do I want to try to pursue this, or was I just checking it off my bucket list? The fact that people thought I could, really made me kind of want to. It was so much fun. But I'm not sure I really need another time consuming hobby that doesn't pay. However, at the same time, I've always wanted to, and thought I would. Now maybe I could, and have to think about it? That's kind of where I am right now. Because I do think sometimes the Universe tests you. Dealing with my wrist this whole time, kind of felt like a test. A few days before the show my knee started hurting. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to walk, that felt like a test.
I was about to put myself on display, and wasn't really feeling like myself. Sometimes I feel like it does that. Will you still? Yes I will. I did. Luckily the adrenaline kicked in, and I didn't think about pain at all. Maybe I should stay on stage! STRANGE TRANSITION ALERT: And on top of all of that, I could barely think for the few days leading up to the show because my daughter got in some trouble and had to move in unexpectedly. She wrecked her boyfriend's parent's car. She fell asleep at the wheel and smashed it. Luckily she is okay, no one got hurt, and no one else's property was destroyed. But now they're demanding she pay them $18K in 3 days. None of us have that kind of money. Well, they do, but that's part of the problem. She was already unhappy living with them, and now that this happened, it got even worse, so we had to extract her over the weekend. The repairs are twice as much as the car was worth, so we thought she'd pay for the tow and the deductible, and that would be that. But he is being a Nazi about it. The 2 “love birds” thought the car was given to them. That's what they kept saying. That's why she didn't have a car of her own. Then as soon as she wrecked it, he wants it replaced in 3 days! It seemed so illogical. I was sickened by what I was hearing. Literally sickened. I wasn't sure I was going to keep my food down. This guy is coming at my baby with all the force a millionaire from Del Mar can muster. She's only 22. His son might have that kind of money, but she doesn't. All this 3 days before one of my biggest events! It's things like that which make me feel tested.
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