Pike Place Market at dusk

It been a tough go at the market lately. More issues with my standing on the newspaper box. I've received two strongly worded letters from the Market telling me that if I don't cut the shit that they're going to rip my balls off with a plastic fork. As I really enjoy my balls, I have decided to spend the rest of my limited time at the historic Pike Place Market being on my best behavior. . . whatever that means.

Still playing with my act, trying to figure out what's funny and what's not. After my visit with Jeff Edmonds and studying his own personal style of delivering comedy I have backed off a bit from punching my jokes. Even to the point of delivering the lines deadpan. It's all a process, it's all a journey.

I've been giving some serious thought about overhauling my act, breath new life into my performances with new material, a costume and a plan of action to get work in LA. Whoo Ha

Life is good


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