I feel like lately I’ve been a bit of a lazy bum when it comes to comedy. I haven’t been able to do many shows due to other commitments. But maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it’s good to take a step away for a bit and re-evaluate what I’m doing. Unfortunately, the past 2 or 3 shows that I’ve signed up for I’ve had to cancel due to schedule conflicts. Which sucks and makes me feel horrible. I hate canceling on people. But I know that I can’t do everything. I have to make chang

“Why am I doing this?” That’s a question I’ve been asking myself lately. Not only about stand-up but about a lot of things. You know, life, am I right? So far though, I can only provide an answer for why I do stand-up. The other life stuff is way too complicated and I get a nose bleed every time I think about hard decisions. So let’s just ignore those for now. But why do I do stand-up? Lately, I’ve had the wind taken out of my sails at a few shows. Some shows, there wasn’t an

Every time I’ve taken the stage, I’ve had a plan. I knew exactly what jokes I wanted to tell and the order I wanted to do them in. Until a recent show that is… I did an open mic and when I arrived, I was told I was going first. Going first is great because you get to set the rhythm of the show and get people ready to laugh the rest of the evening. However, on this particular night, it was spring break in a college town. Which means, the crowd was scarce. When I took the stage

Every person has a different opinion on what is funny. What one person finds hilarious, someone else may think it’s the stupidest thing they have heard. That’s what is hard about comedy. I’ve always heard that doing comedy is a very fickle beast. One night, your jokes kill and you feel like you can conquer the world. The next show, every joke bombs and the chorus of crickets greets you after every punchline. Those nights, you want to crawl in a hole and never take the stage a