I came in 7th in the 2015 San Francisco Comedy Competition. I tried my best, I think. I left the state of California with a check and a broken heart. The last time I felt this way was when I didn’t get into the finals of the Spokane Comedy Competition all those years ago. Personally, I thought I was good enough to be in the top five, but the judges thought otherwise.
When you get your ass handed to you like this, you start to wonder if your head is to big, or you think more highly of your abilities than you should. The second to last night I put on a performance that I thought was worthy of placing. I felt good about it and the crowd buzzed. I can’t explain it, but you could feel the energy coming off the audience. I didn’t place that night, and I was just a zombie driving back to the hotel room. I couldn’t believe it. I kept questioning the things in my head. Did they not believe I had a heart attack? Did they not like the description of child birth? Do I look too stupid? All these thoughts popped in my head, I was just heartbroken, like a love had just left me.
I wanted to make the finals so the comics in Spokane could be proud of me honestly. A lot will tell me I did alright to my face, but when they are with others, they will let the truth be known.
I won a prize for my photography at the fair! It wasn’t for placing it was like a consideration award. My photos were posted for all to see. That is what I really liked. My eye basically shown to the rest of Spokane. It was a great feeling.
I got accepted into Idaho Laughfest down in Boise Idaho. I am excited. Why? Because it is a festival and not a competition! I can just go there and do my thing and not worry about scores and stuff. I can also hang out with the comics without that layer of competitiveness seeping through.
I am for real for real gonna start the podcast….soon.