Me and my friend out in WeHo. On our phones.
I guess it makes me feel less lonely, to know something I've written is out there. I'm also into entertaining people with my words, and I hope you've been wholly entertained (though recently, the histrionics are merely a reflection of my fraught state). Your entertainer has taken a whuppin.
Note to self: Create a character who is an entertainer who has recently taken a whipping. Everyone wants to see someone crippled with pain pull a rabbit out of a hat.
Someone in crippling pain spinning plates.
Riding a tiny bicycle.
I was hoping this blog would be the diary of a comedian on the rise, but I guess this'll just have to be a really long-lived blog.
Then I was hoping it would be the chronicle of a comeback, but it hasn't really been that, either.
It's time for some reassessment of what value I see in broadcasting myself out there, again.