Wow, I swear before I sat down, I had all kinds of things to say. Then something happens when I see the blank screen, it all goes away. I usually try to think of something clever to start with, and I think that’s where it falls apart: trying to be clever. As I’m sure you can tell, it hasn’t really happened yet. I usually decide to just go for it anyway. Start, and something will happen. Perhaps next week, I’ll just jump right in, if I can remember that I thought that. So, there are a couple of things worth mentioning. I know I was telling you last week about my dilemma with Halloween. I decided not to say anything to my singer. It’s their business. I mentioned it to the Eruption guitarist, and he agreed, I should not get involved. The Calvins had practice last night, and Halloween didn’t even get brought up, so I imagine everything worked out fine, everyone seemed in a good mood. As for the party we attended, it was fun. The house was a little difficult to find, but we made it. I actually thought we were running late, but it turned out we were some of the first to arrive. Ironically, we just happen to be dressed like some of our friends! My wife and I dressed up like skeletons, and when we got there, another couple we know were dressed like skeletons too. There were jokes about the “memo.” It was fun, everyone was very welcoming. My guitar player, whom I met all of them through, did show up, so that was nice. Although we didn’t really seem to need the comfort, it was like we were with our friends. I guess we were. I don’t know why I still get hung up on them being “his” friends. Anyway, the party was fun. As for Halloween, we usually go somewhere to avoid trick-or-treaters, but this year we didn’t really feel like it, so I bought a bag of candy to pass out. We didn’t get a single trick-or treater! We’ve been dodging for no reason!
The Calvins have a show tomorrow. I’m kind
of stoked, but at the same time, we have a much bigger show on the 17th,
and I’m much more excited about that. That is the one that we need people to
show up for. The show tomorrow is at an all-ages venue. Which can be cool, I’d
love to get a young following, but screaming cuss words in front of children
always seems a little weird. I suppose their parents must know what they may be
exposed to. We’re playing with some friends of ours, who have teenagers, so it
should be cool. Supposedly this place is a place that kids just love to hang
out at. I guess it’s a thrift store by day, and a music school/venue at night.
It should be fun. Supposedly they have a cool bass rig I can use. I love that.
Traveling light is my favorite. I like my cabinet, don’t get me wrong. But, not
having to carry anything is better. Although now I have to kind of re-think my
tomorrow. I feel like I have to re-think a lot. My whole week is out of sorts.
It’s weird how that can happen. The Calvins usually practice on Tuesday, but
this week it was yesterday. So, all morning I’ve been confused as to what day
it is. It feels “off.” Then, they changed our trash day. We didn’t even get
notice! Last week we didn’t even get our trash out on time because we had no
idea. How do you not tell anyone!? So, last night, I noticed other people
putting their trash out. I guess they got the “memo.” I thought I’d get to it
later today, but then I heard the trash truck, so I rushed to get it all out.
Turns out it was only recycling, we’ll see what happens later. Trash day used
to be Friday, so again, I’m like: “What day is it?” Now, Eruption practice has
been cancelled, and I have to think of something for dinner, on a Thursday! What
the…
I’m sure I’ll come up with something. I often
buy little things just in case such a situation arises. And now it has! But I
have to think about it, jeez. At least I have time. Kind of! Another interesting
thing occurred recently. I had notice that the Armed Services Art Partnership,
which I thought I was a part of, was having another comedy class graduation,
and again I was not invited. I was a little butt hurt, I won’t lie. They did
send me a personal invite to perform tonight, which I was kind of happy about.
But it’s in North County, and I was supposed to have band practice. When I got
that invite, I was stoked. However, right after that, I noticed the graduation
gig. I was like: “What the…” I had this whole discussion in my head about how
left out I feel, and that we’re not really a “community.” Which is what they
keep trying to sell it as. Maybe I’d be more in their thoughts if I went to
more of their shows. But North County is kind of far. And then, within a day or
two of this imagining of mine, I got an email. It came from the Director of
ASAP, asking me if I would help out with one of their other graduations. They
teach all kinds of classes, and they are finishing up a storytelling class. Apparently,
it’s a pretty small class, and they need other people to try to help fill up
the night. In a way, I kind of felt that my thoughts were heard. It seemed such
strange timing that I was just wondering why I don’t get asked to perform at a
major function, and then “boom,” I get asked. It’s not at a comedy club, but
that’s okay. I’ve always felt more like a storyteller comic anyway, so I may fit
right in. I just hope I don’t have to go before, or after, someone with a sad
story, awkward! But now I have to write some new material! It’s next Wednesday!
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