Gene's blog of things that he has probably blogged about elsewhere.

1/22
Wait I did do some things. I went to Triclops, did not go up but stayed for Andrew Orvedahl and April Richardson and Raj Desai's sets at the booked show. Odd odd night. The room was decorated for a drag show with a huge glittery sign that said "Glamor" at the back of the stage. Weird.

Jon and Zach from Bialek's crew were there along with Barbara Gray, Wattenhoffer and a bunch of other people I know or know peripherally. That's how starved for writing I am that I just wrote the most information poor sentence ever. Of course they were there, the same rotating crew of 50 or 60 comedians are always found in 10-15 person chunks strewn throughout Los Angeles.

Anyway. I have been wallowing im my own crapulence. Part of it is Twitter and Facebook which encourage me to spend a bjillion hours doing largely unproductive things.

I need to write and buckle down 'cause I am getting all unhappy with myself for wasting so much time. So my answer is apparently to do something that is not particularly funny or creative.

Yay me!

1/10

Dear diary,

I secretly wept when I saw my dreamboat blowing in the ear of that slut Mary-Elizabeth. I will never love again!

Wait, sorry I thought I was a 13 year old girl for a minute. Although Jr. High school kids these days are probably dirtier than Bob Guccione as far as I know. Back in my day... ugh nevermind.

OK so updates. Plague descended upon my house for the holidays and laid us low. I was sick then I wasn't then I was again. Effed up.

Last Friday 1/2 I tried to hit Triclops Kimberly Clark and Elily Maya Mills' open mic and booked show in Silverlake, where the hipster runs free. I ended up on a mystery tour of the bowels of Downtown LA. Shit just got weird around Chavez Ravine and with the fog I ended up heading South instead of North. I did get to see that ALL CIGARS ARE 99 CENTS at a Mini-Mart on Crenshaw Boulevard so that was not a waste.

Monday the 5th I hit El Cid, by then I was full on in the grip of the grippe and by the time I got through traffic I was late to a 19 comic open mic so I sat and watched. Probably a good thing too.

I really wish they'd bite the bullet and do a lottery for spaces at El Cid. I mean even if the sets were 3 minutes they kinda need to have more structure. The last few comics got like 2 minutes which kinda blew. Ah well, not my room.

I did some writing over the break, not a lot, but enough to keep jonesing for some stage time. I wrote a sketch for Meredith and I to do at Not Too Shabby, I think we need to do 2 person stuff that means we only have to deal with the minimal amount of overhead.

I managed to GET to Silverlake Lounge for Triclops on Friday. I did mostly new stuff and stayed for the booked show. Saw a few people I knew and shot the breeze. All in all a good night.

In other news I applied for a gig as a remote blogger for VH1's Best Week Ever. I had to throw a portfolio together in a friggin' rush so who knows if anything'll come of it. Regardless, it was fun to do.

Gonna hit 12 Shiny Nickels tonight and see what's going on.

I love you, blog.