April showers, don't always bring May flowers. They bring April floods. It has been raining a lot here lately, which sucks to drive in. Especially when driving over a few hours to different gigs in a state that I am not used to driving in. New Jersey roads try to screw up folks not used to driving in the Garden State. The roads don't stay consistent at all. Sometimes, you have to turn right, in order to make a left turn. But the very next intersection, you can turn left, but not right. new Jersey has these things called jug-handles where in order to make a left turn in an intersection, you need to make a right handed turn onto a street that loops around and allows you to go straight, which is now the direction you wanted to go in the first place. Hmm, that didn't make any sense. Anyway, it sucks. And trying to drive in blinding rain while lost and not knowing where and when I can turn just adds to the madness.

Luckily, the gig I did this weekend was worth it. It was in Hamonton, NJ at a Fire Company. The Hamonton Fire Company #2 to be exact. It was a fund raiser to help raise money for the volunteer fire company. The room was full with about 200 or so people, and they showed up ready to laugh. Unfortunately, the middle act never showed up. This seems to happen to me about once a month. But the headliner, Buddy Flip, did a bit over an hour and I did about 22 minutes so the time that the middle act was supposed to do was pretty much covered. My favorite part of the evening was a conversation I had with a midget. He works there at the fire company (I assume that he answers the phones or does the bookkeeping) and he had a request. He asked me to pick on this one guy who drunk off of his ass. "He is a plumber, and you could say, how are you supposed to fix pipes when you are that wasted, or something like that." I love it when audience members try to give me punch lines that I can use in my show. It's like me walking up to Kobe Bryant and saying "Next time, you should rape them in the ass so that they shit out all of the evidence." Thanks for the advice, but I know what I am doing. But the best part is, the midget is telling me who to pick on. I have waited over a year to get a midget in one of my shows, and he wants me to pick on someone else? Damn it, I find out before I go on, that he is kind of running the whole event, so I better be nice and pick on the drunk guy instead of the midget. But the audience was great and very responsive. I wish they all could be like that...especially with midgets.

I forgot to post about last weeks shows, so I will make it quick. Both shows were in Delaware...woo hoo? The first was at a place called the Volare Lounge, a hip martini bar, and was put on by a very funny guy named Geno Bisconte. The audience wasn't too responsive because they couldn't really decide if they wanted to talk with their friends or watch the show. I met a very funny guy named Mike Rainey who had some awesome bits. The audience seemed much more appreciative after the show that actually during the show. But it was still a fun gig.

The next night was at Stoneys British Pub in Wilmington, DE. The crowd was a bit rowdy at times, but they were a good crowd. Especially for a bar, where audiences can easily get out of control. I was able to bullshit with other comics and try out my Terri Schiavo joke, which went over surprisingly well. What a bunch of sicko's! I love 'em all.

 

Posted @ 11:27 pm