I haven’t posted in a while. Last month I went in for a routine hernia operation which somehow cascaded into being hospitalized four times. I’ve been working on making that story fit the spirit of the blog and I even hope to tell that story in public soon. It might start like this:
Hi folks! I don’t want to become of those old farts that bores the shit out of you by talking about his damn surgeries – but so far this month: I’ve been hospitalized four times, had two ambulance rides, had an additional four trips to the emergency room, and just a few days ago I needed an emergency procedure to save my life. (poignant pause) But the first FUNNY thing that happened …
Wanted to find something with Jim Garner and Robin Williams together. Here is a moment from the 1986 Academy Awards when Robin cracks Jim up. Robin was hosting and Garner was up for best actor in Murphy’s Romance (he lost to William Hurt in Kiss of the Spider Woman). If you find and watch this whole show you’ll be freaked at how young everybody is.
A couple of nights ago I returned to the Laugh Out Loud in Clayton, NC. I tried my bit about Andy Griffith in space. It killed among the over 50 crowd – the rest of the audience I assured that it was a five minute set and it would all be over soon.
A very relaxed show at the Laugh Out Loud in Clayton, NC.
The trouble with audio-only is you can’t see how riveted the audience is during their periods of silence. (Once the stage lights refract in my bifocals I can barely make them out myself. )
I wish I’d mentioned the Archduke and Sophie’s open top limo to paint a better word picture of the parade.
I wish my “Princess Bride” reference hadn’t died on the vine.
Luckily there are lots of venues, so I can tweak my word choices and delivery until I like this bit some day.
At Raleigh’s Tir Na Nog pub, I met JM who worked really hard at keeping the show going. I didn’t introduce myself as “Hoot” and I wonder how Mark Twain/Sam Clemens handled introductions. You might need to turn on the CC to know what I’m saying here.
I tried a little live speaking at an open mic the other night. I had about an eight minute bit which I could cut to five minutes if necessary. It turns out I was limited to three minutes. My on-the-fly edit was bad for my delivery – I cringe with every pause and stumble when I hear this now. But the urge to go back and see how well I do with three well-rehearsed minutes is overwhelming.
I consider this one just a rehearsal. I wouldn’t watch it if I were you.