Tuesday, March 8, 2016

March 7, 2016

Boy I was nervous last night.  My mouth was dry and the nervousness was screwing up my voice.  I sounded like I had a catcher's mitt over my mouth.  I didn't fold like a crappy poker player or give in like a sucker and run off the stage before I got the light.

People laughed at my jokes because I'm funny.  If I wouldn't have been so nervous, the performance would have been better.  Plus it wouldn't have been so rough - performance and voice.

Finally, this open mic is dedicated to my aunt Jeanne who recently passed away.

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