Breaking from my regular routine of angering Christians and Republicans with my posts, I thought I'd fill in the six people that still read my blog with my life.
If you've ever had a conversation with me, read a pulse or two of mine, or just read @Pink_TeaCups
' interview with me, you likely know that I do stand up comedy for fun, profit, and as a cheap alternative to psychotherapy. Of course, sometimes the last of those reasons can backfire, because I deal with trolls in real life. We call them hecklers.
In all honesty, if you're doing comedy right you're baring a part of your soul to your audience. You're putting yourself out there, completely at their mercy, whether they love or hate you. Once you get used to the experience, there's nothing quite as cathartic.
I love performing, and I'm extremely lucky in that more often than not, the crowd likes me. I've been doing amateur comedy for almost 9 years now, but I've started getting serious (pun unintended, and also a little bit terrible) in the last few months, performing two to five times a week. Today, I sat down with some people to work on promotional material for the first show I've ever organized. I know it's a small local show, but goddamn having my name on a poster makes me feel like a fucking rock star.