To Infartity, and Beyond

Hey, how are you? Good? Glad to hear it. 

Things have been kind of a shitstorm in the midst of a poo-hail while standing in authentic Australian Feces-boots for yours truly in the past few weeks, and in the midst of that my doctor recommend I focus on rewatching “Game of Thrones” while drinking heavily. Well, no doctor ever said that, but after two scotches you can convince yourself they did. Also, take 5 billion CC’s of Super Burrito and don’t call anybody or answer your phone. 

Regardless, nothing good ever came from that, other than really crazy police reports when they have to remove the dead shut-in from their mountain of Domino’s boxes and insulin needles. So it’s been back on the wagon and back to the grindstone. I don’t want to get too far into all the details of my recent issues, but heading forward time to get my shit together. 



On a positive note, the performances lately have been good. The above was taken after a shot at Castagnola’s. That’s Jeff Cleary pointing at Joe Gorman. Jeff is perhaps the most swaggercockingest individual I’ve ever met, and he cohosted at Annie’s Social Club with me (and helped start the room in the first place) and just recently decided to follow his dreams of quitting his job and becoming a drifter. Well, not exactly. He’s currently touring around the country on his way to his hometown of Boston. Someday he’ll return back to the home of his heart, the Mission, but in the meantime the rest of America must not be spared his awesomeness. And Joe is still an armful of bunny cuddles hidden in an angry package of rape jokes. We hung out last night and hopped open mics, actually. 



And here’s myself hanging with Coree Spencer backstage at Comedy Day in Golden Gate Park. I made the smart choice on a hot San Francisco day and wore a pink shirt with a pink undershirt, which, when combined with my pale visage and sweaty demeanor, gave me a lovely hogriffic look. However, it was still a pretty awesome day and I was being given free food and drink while in the company of folks like Robin Williams and Scott Thompson and Kevin McDonald from “Kids in the Hall.” I’m sure they all remember me, because I give a mean beejer.

I’ve also been doing some Public Relations duties for the 2011 San Francisco Comedy Competition, which has taken up a fair amount of time and dedication, and runs for another week and a half. Shortly after that the wife and I are flying to Michigan to visit family. But, I am doing one show while I’m there, the Sunday Night Funnies. The show is totally free to get into and I’m told it’s a great production that always features the best and brightest from around West Michigan. I’m looking forward to seeing what my Northern California comedy mindset looks like in front of that audience, as well as hanging with some old compadres and meeting new ones.  

There are more showdates coming after I return from our excursion, including more shows at Castagnola’s and Comedy Off Broadway in Oakland. I’m already excited about where my writing has been going lately and what lies ahead. Now please excuse me, I need to go work on a new Burger Blog entry.