About the creative mastermind
I have never really thought of myself as a comedian. I'm sure there are
plenty of people who still don't. But a long and strange ride has
somehow taken me to the stage making total strangers laugh and
buy more alcohol.
I've been a humor writer since 2005, and I still truly enjoy creating humor to be read. But there had been a nagging feeling for a couple of years that if I never tried standup, one day I'll be on my deathbed pissed off that I didn't. So one day I asked a comic if I could do five minutes before her set and it's kind of taken off ever since. Now I'm comforted that the only thing I'll be pissed off about when I'm on my deathbed is all my smarmy future kids trying to jockey for a huge inheritance. Oh, and the fact that I'm lying on a "deathbed". That sounds like the title to a really shitty horror movie. Who the hell makes a deathbed, anyway? Sealy? Is there a "Sleep Number Deathbed"?
Okay, I'm supposed to write about how I'm a comedian and now I'm on a tangent about deathbeds. ("See how the hot blond jumps up and down on one side of the bed, and the dead guy doesn't come back to life? That's the magic of the special death padding!") I'm based in Florida, which is probably the biggest consumer of deathbeds, but in 2011 I plan on going on tour throughout the Southeast. Of course, you know what they say about plans.
I'm funny and you should come see me whenever I'm in your town.
Oh, and I won't be doing any jokes about deathbeds.
Probably.
I've been a humor writer since 2005, and I still truly enjoy creating humor to be read. But there had been a nagging feeling for a couple of years that if I never tried standup, one day I'll be on my deathbed pissed off that I didn't. So one day I asked a comic if I could do five minutes before her set and it's kind of taken off ever since. Now I'm comforted that the only thing I'll be pissed off about when I'm on my deathbed is all my smarmy future kids trying to jockey for a huge inheritance. Oh, and the fact that I'm lying on a "deathbed". That sounds like the title to a really shitty horror movie. Who the hell makes a deathbed, anyway? Sealy? Is there a "Sleep Number Deathbed"?
Okay, I'm supposed to write about how I'm a comedian and now I'm on a tangent about deathbeds. ("See how the hot blond jumps up and down on one side of the bed, and the dead guy doesn't come back to life? That's the magic of the special death padding!") I'm based in Florida, which is probably the biggest consumer of deathbeds, but in 2011 I plan on going on tour throughout the Southeast. Of course, you know what they say about plans.
I'm funny and you should come see me whenever I'm in your town.
Oh, and I won't be doing any jokes about deathbeds.
Probably.