Hello everyone, 

This is Refried. It is 10:00 Wednesday. Today I went to a comedy open mic. I weirdly became not scared about it and then found it to be even less scary than that.

So I will be back and try some new stuff. I liked the other people and hope to see them again sometime. I think they saw my name on the sign up sheet and found me online before the show.

I found them to be really funny. One girl did a lot of pigeon jokes. Well I happen to also have a pigeon joke.

I found it to actually be too much of a workshop and to consider myself a real comedian I am going to need some normal audiences. I mean I loved it so much that it won’t count. So maybe I will try to get good enough to open for a class show sometime. Or something like that, but my memory is an issue. But the comedians see me as one of them but they also know I am a washed up oldie.

They were nice to me today but my paranoia made me think they were all making fun of me. Like a roast.

I mean pretty funny. I guess the classes I took were maybe at a more intense level than I realized. And yet I did feel it, the fear, but you do better if you feel like laughs are at stake and you could bomb. But the crowd today was silent and it was friendly and did not bother me at all.

I will try to write some jokes and be really funny. I hope they have enough people every time.

I will try not to overdo it and go every time but I could see myself doing this more than once a week.

Anyway then I went to support group and it is not easy, people suffer every time. I did not do well for encouragement but I think I was space-y from the day.