7th February
A very happy birthday to my mother. I'm not sure what age she is. I've been informed that you're not supposed to ask. Which makes official documentation a total nightmare. A little joke there. I can only attribute that to the fact I went to a new material night in London town on Monday night. It was pretty much what one would expect from a new material night. Most of the acts were decent if somewhat inconsistent.
It basically just brought home to me how much I want to get back up there and start doing it again, but the nature of my job is going to make it a stop-start enterprise. I'm going to make some more time for it soon though. I also need to write more jokes. I thought this would help with writing material, but all I've got is that "never ask a women her age" thing and I think we can all agree that that leaves much to be desired. I suspect I'm going to end up writing about Trump. Except everyone's writing about Trump, which makes me not want to do it. It's a difficult business.
I did have a tentative idea to call a second show "More Of The Same", but that's about it.
It basically just brought home to me how much I want to get back up there and start doing it again, but the nature of my job is going to make it a stop-start enterprise. I'm going to make some more time for it soon though. I also need to write more jokes. I thought this would help with writing material, but all I've got is that "never ask a women her age" thing and I think we can all agree that that leaves much to be desired. I suspect I'm going to end up writing about Trump. Except everyone's writing about Trump, which makes me not want to do it. It's a difficult business.
I did have a tentative idea to call a second show "More Of The Same", but that's about it.
Comments
Post a Comment