Egyptistani
Is what you call an Egyptian now, supposedly. So my car windscreen was smashed the other day intentionally it appears like someone used a hammer to break the windscreen, quite serious cracks emanated from the focal point of the blow. Had to get the windscreen replaced…
My sisters car as also attacked a while back, I’m trying to fathom why we’re being targeted, we’re quiet, keep ourselves to ourselves and are polite to our neighbours, to the extent whenever we make jam we give our neighbours jars too.
I do live in a predominately white area, but its middle class, I wish I could find the persons or persons responsible and just find out why they did it.
The good news however is that the car was fixed with no effect on my excess! Shame the police don’t plan to investigate…
Filed under Inane Chatter, Questionable Questions, Via n900 | Comment (0)The race for life and other smaller tidbits
2 folk i’ve known literally all my life are now married to one another. Massive congrats to Humzah and Erim, I was partially involved in introducing them so I am doubly happy for them and wish them the all the best!
But I do feel though i’m somewhat at a standstill in comparison to my peers, I’ve done alot of minor things over the course of my life but I’ve done nothing recently. With the wedding of 2 friends (although I rarely saw or spoke to them over recent years) now over, i’m left thinking: “shit, what am I doing with my life.”
An attempt to enter and run the london marathon, weight training for britains strongest man heats and a job hunt. It does seems so frivilous in comparison to my peers, who have jobs, relationships and kids. I’m still chasing my dreams rather than living reality.
I love stand up. I love preforming, its still amazes me how much I love it but, I don’t chase it nearly enough as I should. Everyone else seems to be rocketing ahead with gigs and contacts and here I hide doing next to nothing comedy wise not one proper gig this month…
I’ve justified it in my head that because i’m not working I’ll save money by not gigging. When truth in point probably is I’m afraid, i’ve been told repeatedly by my peers and my respected heros of comedy that I could live the dream of doing stand up full time, if I just apply myself over the next few years. The problem is I’m more afraid that I’ll fail. I’d rather live as long as possible with the dream that I can become a professional entertainer rather than try and fail.
Perhaps I should take a leaf out of Erim and Hamzah’s book and take a leap.
More regular updates to come. Soon. Ish. Maybe.
Filed under Inane Chatter, Stand Up, Via n900 | Comment (1)Ross is on a boat.
He’s going quite fast supposedly.
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I was at the So You Think You’re Funny (SYTYF) Glasgow Heats, it was a good evening! Some really fantastic acts, special mad props are being thrown out to Sarah Cassidy for being fabulous tonight, my favourite act of the evening. She was fantastic tonight, the last time I saw her gig was in March, and she’s come along leaps and bounds since. Absolutely brilliant, some really strong new material, she’ll only continue to grow and grow!
Everyone else was pretty damn good too, too many folk to name and individually give praise to, but on the whole a very good evening! I never applied to do this competition, probably a good thing too, I wouldn’t want to compete against any of the folk that were on tonight, they were that good.
On that note, stand up competitions are a bit of a white elephant for me anyway, I don’t really want to do them, a number of comedians asked me why I hadn’t entered SYTYF, to save myself from the a number of “oh you should have you’d have done…” conversations I just told them, I missed the deadline that I’ll do it next year. Which for me is a big ass lie, I doubt I’m going to do it next year.
I somewhat fearful of being having my stand up critiqued, especially when I’m against my peers and people I’d consider friends. I’m critical enough of my performances, even the good ones, I still hate myself and my act afterwards.
I was Ross Main, another fabulous comedian who also did absolutely amazing tonight -probably my second favourite of the evening-, that talked me into applying for Take the Mic, using the line “what have you got to lose?”, now in the post apocalyptic world of take the mic, I tell you Ross what I have lost, my self respect, my pride and of course my will to live, thanks Ross, but to be fair to you, I never had much of the aforementioned anyway =)
Competitions are very daunting, and I don’t have the guts to do any more right now, rejection is scary, especially early on in a comedy career but, I’ve got a damn load of respect for those comedians that do and are willing to put themselves up to that kind of external scrutiny.
Anyway, fingers crossed its one of my peeps wins SYTYF, and that way I can ride their coat tails into gigs!
Finally onto a small matter of housekeeping now, i’d like to thank whoever it was, who visited the site for 14 minutes yesterday you were probably a bot, but, you pushed my site visitor stats to a new high, over 1000 visitors a week! Lets hope you’re not all bots.
In the meantime, writing my new material for the halt on Tuesday, should be epic, I’m on with 2 really good friends, the afore mentioned Ross Main, an old Friend that I known since way before either of us did Stand up, Daniel Webster and, 2 other veterans from Take the Mic Glasgow finals, including the winner, all in all, should be a good night!
Filed under Inane Chatter, Post-Gig Post-Mortem, Stand Up, Via n900 | Comment (1)Gibberish
Airports = fail, I feel like i’m stuck in a giant hospitals waiting room for my rectal exam. Although I usually score quite highly. That said, i’m so flipping bored, I need to find something to do.
Anyway, I’ve always felt that irritation is the default feeling of men, travelling seems to bring the worst out in me.
Point in case, a person in front of me who was unable to find their stuff for check in, for fuck sake, you’ve been in line for a good 15 minutes, have your fucking passport and tickets ready…
Business men, who talk loudly about the accounts in Berlin, we all know that you’re not talking to anyone. Why wear a suit when travelling? When I had to wear a suit for work and travelled about in planes, I never rarely wore my suit, I carried my suit bag, saves things from being creased and you looking like a dishevelled man when you finally get to where you were going.
Travel in comfort not a tie, although that said, the times I’ve worn a suit to fly, I’ve never been stopped at the airport for extra questioning, there could be a link here? who knows.
Personal music equipment, its personal for a reason, turn down the volume. Now I use mine for my various audio books, while reading other books (its a difficult talent master, there are countless occasions where i’ve mixed up storylines) I don’t need to hear the latest x-factor/Britain got narcissists winner over my audio book.
Its now time for me to finally to board my plane, huzzah!
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