Being out of town for 5 days really gets me out of my groove. I hate when that happens. So while I'm going to use my resistance bands yet again tonight, at least I am on the high that performing at Chick Schtick gave me.It went really well for being my first one. I'm still making friends there, so no need for any of my real friends to actually show up. I gave everyone late notice, but even those who claim to want to see me have not even showed up. Maybe I'm not such a good friend after all. Maybe I'm more of a loner than I think I am.
I was up first, and I got a lot of laughs. I told my doll house joke and the one about the songs on my ipod and the one about the tramp stamp. I was very pleased with my set. I wore what I wore to work today, which was a white button-down shirt with 3/4-inch sleeves and a black skirt and black boots. I thought about wearing my FMPs, in fact, I had them in my car. But I just stuck with the killer boots.
So here I am, 8 weeks into reuniting with my hobby of stand-up comedy after an 18-month hiatus and 6 years since the first time I ever gave it a try, and this was like a real show that wasn't open mic. Now what?
I was up first, and I got a lot of laughs. I told my doll house joke and the one about the songs on my ipod and the one about the tramp stamp. I was very pleased with my set. I wore what I wore to work today, which was a white button-down shirt with 3/4-inch sleeves and a black skirt and black boots. I thought about wearing my FMPs, in fact, I had them in my car. But I just stuck with the killer boots.
So here I am, 8 weeks into reuniting with my hobby of stand-up comedy after an 18-month hiatus and 6 years since the first time I ever gave it a try, and this was like a real show that wasn't open mic. Now what?
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