holy.
fucking.
shit.
so i haven’t been posting on this blog as often as i wanted to, but it’s not for lack of trying.
and it’s not for lack of action.
last i wrote was after the roast of adolf hitler.
well several open mics and the roast of my good friend sean riccio later, i just feel so exhausted.
for fucks sake, i really haven’t wrote any new stand up material.
since the last post i have been climbing up the step stool of knoxville comedy.
i have been given some amazing opportunities as of late and they’re all starting to wear on my psyche.
it’s not that i don’t feel prepared for them, it’s just that it feels like i bit off way more than i could chew and now it’s starting to show.
such as tonight, i will be training to take over as the quizmaster at geeks who drink at a local pub.
tomorrow night i temporarily take over hosting duties at old city comedy.
coming up i will be the man of the hour at the roast of santa claus.
all the while actually having to turn down other opportunities that might regale me with instant gratification, in favor of more long term endeavors.
all the while some how managing to survive on the pocket change i make at my “job.”
but it’s amazing.
i don’t care how little money i’m left with at the end of the week.
i don’t care about how little sleep i get because the shows keep coming.
people are looking at me.
people are noticing me.
and that is worth more to me than any gold that could be offered.
i’m learning things about the world i live in and about myself.
that’s more valuable than any shiny ass piece of shitty carbon you can dig out of kenya.