I made it to the finals of the Wiley’s Comedy Club “Funniest Person” contest. I initially felt bad, b/c I get a lot of paid work, but then I remembered how many miles I put on my car, spent on gas, and shitty hotels I generally stay in, so eat me.
The first guy (of 20) tonight got off to a hot start, then said, “Lawyers are like blacks, we get stereotyped.” Done. Nice effort. A chick drove seven hours from Toronto. Bounced. Funny, but Good Lord. Seven hours? The guy that went up before me had never done comedy before…and it showed. He not only was in his 50’s, he was rather stumpy. He fell down getting onstage and I shook my head. 
Then I realized it wasn’t part of the act as he took 20 seconds dragging his feeble body to its feet. He was shaking so bad, I nearly had a seizure. He bombed doing a five minute bit about the thickness of meat slicing…big shock.
I did very well, and had some good crowd work. I now move on for a chance to win $1000. They had a recall to get the comics back and old man MS fell down again. I’m sure there is a parable in there, but I’m too drunk and mean to figure it out. See you Sunday at Wiley’s!