The forecast calls for shame.

Tonight I go to Gunther Murphy's to do some stand-up. I recently discovered that I'm pretty good making it up. Well, at least I did it once. So that means that tonight is the night that I bomb. That's the way it goes. You surprise yourself with a positive outcome and then you follow that with a miserable failure. I only wish I had had the failure at the open mic and the success tonight. When all the comedians are unable to make eye contact with me after the show tonight, I'm just going to shake my head and say to myself, "I told me so." But then I'll reply, "What could I do? I couldn't cancel. I've been working really hard to try to get a slot at The Chicago Underground Comedy."
So tonight, I promise to let you all know how bad it went.

Oh by the way, The Co-Governors of Space are performing on August 30th at the Empty Bottle (1035 n. Western) at 8:30 pm.