Are we good?
Live WTF is happening at The Steve Allen Theater on Oct. 25th at 8PM. The guests are: Josh Malina, Mojo Nixon, Jonah Ray, Steve Mazan, Maronzio Vance, Eddie Pepitone and Jim Earl. Big weird show! I’m also going to put this stuff out there again: I’ll be in San Francisco at the Punchline Nov. 2-5 and I’m doing my first theater show at The Neptune Theater in Seattle on Nov. 25th.
Things are okay. There’s some evil weird cat hanging around that is deaf and cockeyed and gives me the creeps. I’m trying not to read too much into it but my cats are acting weird too. Maybe there’s an earthquake coming or maybe the end of the world or maybe, most likely, they’re just being cats.
I was asked to speak at a Wellness event last Saturday. Weird, huh? I was on a roster with Yoga instructors, psychiatrists, nutritionists and whatnot. I was flattered to be asked. It was a closed event at a fancy treatment center called One 80 Center. My buddy Dr. Steve Dansiger is one of the head honchos over there and he asked me to do it. I talked about how doing the podcast and sharing my issues with my peers (and hearing theirs) changed my life and how it seems to help others who listen. They dug it. I was probably the least well on the schedule but surely the most aware of that. The center itself was actually Elizabeth Taylor’s first house. It’s beautiful. I would love to spend a month there. Almost worth relapsing for.
Here’s a quick snapshot of my life as a performer. I was at The Comedy Store the other night waiting backstage to go on in the Main Room. Bobby Lee went on before me and did these things: Showed his stomach, screamed, showed his pubic hair (twice), pretended to fuck the stool, pretended the top of the stool was a vagina he was eating then picked it up with his mouth and flipped it in the air and it crashed onto the stage, breaking it, and pulled down his pants and farted on the chair of a man in the front row who stepped out to use his phone. Bobby can do what he wants. He's a funny guy. I was just amazed that I didn’t give a shit about following that. That is surely a sign of some kind of growth. It was a little tricky in that Bobby ended his set before the guy who left came back to find that he was the only one in a room of 300 people who didn’t know he was about to sit in a farted-upon chair. So, in essence, he left that stage with a joke still waiting to finish itself. I acknowledged that and we all acted appropriately when he came back. Show biz.
I had a great time talking to Norm MacDonald for Monday’s show. I was really surprised by his candor and sensitivity. I loved it. Hannibal Burress talks Chicago and NYC on Thursday. Enjoy.