Is there a podcasts anonymous…cuz I’m getting addicted!
I have been working on a podcast about cheating with my fellow comedian, Brenda Colonna, called Snake in the Grass. We are on our 4th recording and it just keeps getting juicier and more fun! Would love for you to listen at www.grassysnake.com or by hitting the podcast link in the menu on my front page!
I had the opportunity to be a guest on a podcast also, called WYP (What’s Your Problem). The episode was called “Shitting where you Eat” Unfortunately, I am an expert on dating comedians…..I can’t help it, they are there, they are funny…its a weakness…STOP JUDGING! Anyway, it was fun, Rell Battle, fellow comedian and guest also shares my path of “learn by doing”…check it out at Episode 10-Shitting Where You Eat
And lastly, I am on my way to Vegas tomorrow for a live podcast where we party with comics…I may not live…but at least my last words will be recorded! It is the Zanus show…yep, it does rhyme with what you think it rhymes with…STAY TUNED!
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New Kids on the Block Posters, Reebok Pump shoes with curly laces and scrunchies to match….that is what I wanted to buy with my earnings from my first job. I was all of 15 years old and 4 foot 2, and was offered a job at the same place my sister worked….Jody’s Restaurant. It was THE fast food place in town where I grew up, and it is still there today.
Fast food not in the sense of mickey-d’s, but fast food as in, we will put it in a bag to go as soon as its done. The menu was and is still ridiculous…there is a steak on the menu, how on earth could that be fast.
I literally was a tiny person at 15, and on many occasions was asked to work the drive-thru window. In order to work the window, you had to push a lever with your hip and make your exchange with the customer, but because of my height, basically had to climb out of the window whenever I had a customer.
My favorite day at work, I was working the window and after I gave the last customer their food and they drove off, I went off balance and fell out of the window. Totally embarrassing, and left a few scratches, but I was able to go home early with pay for the whole day, AND was given a free milk-shake….
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The road is rough, but luckily, we get to laugh about it (that is the hope anyway)!
Just a little reflection on the comedy road that has been travelled thus far! Can’t say too much because the one rule of Comedy Club, is you don’t talk about Comedy Club. (lil Fight Club reference). What I can say though, is there has been much laughter, silent tears, judgment, bombing, and success…but best of all, amazing friendships!
Every day a comic pounds the pavement to hit as many stages they can get up on, and when they get to those stages, they run into other stage-hungry comics. When you get to a room with a mic and fellow comics, its like finally finding where you fit in…its an awkward family, but family nonetheless. You also have to compete with your “family” everyday, for spots, gigs, shows, features, these are all slang words for the same thing…work! So as awkward as a comic already is, so is their support system.
There are no birthday cards, or exchanges of Easter presents….but what there is, is the occasional mic party….which one of my comedy families calls The Century Club Open Mic Festival…please feel free to click on the link and get a lil taste of comics letting loose among friends:)!
And here are a few pics that may or may not tell a story:) And there are only a few, because those are all that I’m allowed to share…remember Comedy Club Rules!
Thank you for the fun times my fellow comics:
Amy Cheapho, Nicole Aimee, Amy E. Hawthorne, Talia Harari, Pamela Walt, Bobby Maidt, Jimmy Talarico, Nick Cedergren, Sandro Locolano, Mike Seamus Reed, Stretch SHP, Ben Seaward, Zane Helberg, Jamal Neighbors, Rel Battle, Alex Stein, Robby Slowik and Doug Fager!
I say I got married once, because I’m not opposed to doing it again. Obviously, reading between the lines on that one, you now know my marriage didn’t go the distance, but we will get to those details in a lil:)
Something changes when you get married, its a feeling that I have never been able to explain. When I have spoken about this to fellow married folks, I always received the same response, a knowing nod with a shrug, as if to say, yes, I absolutely understand, but I can’t explain it either!
We got back home after our whirlwind wedding in Nevada and were left to sort out the details. How do I tell my parents? How do I tell my Sister that I have been so close with for all my life? We had to tell his kids…WAIT, How does this all work? AAAAAhhhh, all things to think about previous to signing on the dotted line I was learning.
Definitely had the honeymoon experience from the beginning. We played house, we got a dog, we bought cars……but buying toys and things meant we had to work more, and because he had sooooo many children, the more we made, the more he shared, and the more he shared, the more we had to make. You can see where this is going.
First year was amazing, we were financially set…and in ridiculous love. So, his parents really didn’t like me because of the situation, and no, my parents weren’t talking to me either because of how it all came to be, but our love was like one out of a romance novel, just without any support system.
Closing out the first/fun year and Honeymoon stage was over. The weekend pick-up of the kids and draining interaction with the ex-wife was beginning to weigh heavy. Holidays with the family that I was trying to gain approval from became less of a priority. I actually began to not care at all what they thought and didn’t want to spend any time with them, which became a strain on the already fragile marital structure. No outside support of our relationship mixed with a strenuous work travel schedule, any outsider could forecast that rocky roads were approaching.1 Comment »