Our lives are another being's entertainment thingie...

The benefit of being a "time slave" is that the more you do your time, the clearer things get. Self-analyzation is 20/20 in hindsight. Let's start when I spent my entire June and July preparing for my July 18th show, when I should've been looking for a summer job. For some reason, I've convinced myself that when the show is set up, everything will fall into place. Then the bills came, and the student loans followed, and then right behind that was the rent, and finally my bank statement telling me that I don't have enough money to pay for any of those things. Adding to this stress-- from out of nowhere, Jackie leaves me and I find myself being single again after four years. Despite all of this, I've managed to set up my first solo show at the Harvard Holyoke Arcade. Advertised at boston.com, thanks to the awesome Deena who helped me set up the event, I felt pretty proud of myself. The show itself was eventful except for the early fire drill that drove a good amount of my audience out of the show space (taking with them a lot of the food). But friends showed up and I was pretty happy with the end result. Pictures of this show can be seen when you click on the picture below
Click Me!



After the show, reality kicked in and I'm scrambling around looking for jobs and ways to save money. I barely made it through July and I'm wondering whether I'm going to make it through August. I did find a job though, and it isn't the best pay but it definitely is the funnest job I've ever had since working for the now extinct Colony 4 Movie theaters. I am training to become the front house manager at the improv asylum. I've never been so exhausted at a job from laughing too much. Certainly laid back and I survived a "terrible" Saturday according to most of the veterans over there. I got so comfortable with the place that I slept over that same "terrible" Saturday night. I woke up the next morning on the couch near the...I guess lounge area.. and for a second, I forgot where I was.
The best thing about this job and I bet I'm going to need it, is that I can have all the red bulls I can drink! Liquid legal speed! But seriously, aside from the drunken bachlorettes grabbing my ass as I walked by the theater aisle (which, I'm thinking back now, I don't really mind.) and the drunken douche bags of testosterone screaming obscenities at the actors, or the dishes, puke, and bottles that convinces me America is an alcoholic, all and all I have to say, this job is pretty cool.

Now what have I learned about myself after looking back at the events that happened this past two or three months? I guess... In Hindsight everything is interesting.


Before I go I might as well show you these...somehow, I managed to add these to my moping and busy schedule
Random Thugs


The Umbrella


Ninjas Episode 1


Gun fight