And, so I'm walking past The House of Blues last night, and I spot "Tuesday Comedy Open Mic" amidst their mosaic-style window poster, a small miracle as the poster is as "busy" to the eye as the whole building itself (see?).
And so, I was thinking that maybe I am being led by a higher power to go there tonight (sober, unless I busk somewhere today in the 45 degree air just for beer money) and do my stand-up routine, which, at this point runs all of about 6 minutes.
It might be a good test to see if I can improvise in order to stretch those 6 minutes to about 20; or even to the point where "the guy" has to give me the universally understood "pointing to the spot on his left wrist where a watch would be if he were wearing one" gesture.
It will also be a test to see if the stuff that was funny in Mobile will be funny in NOLA.
Wouldn't it be funny if, after struggling with music for 35 years, I become an over night sensation as "The Homeless Comic?"
And what better venue than The House of Blues where the biggest names in the world have performed, to make a splash at?
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| Is Planning a Daniel McKenna |
| tribute band... |
I have a plan in the works to start an Elvis Costello tribute band. I can sing kind of like the guy, and he is one of my top 5 favorite songwriters...
I guess this photo (below) just adds fuel to that fire...
Last night, I really wanted to watch the Patriots play the Houston Texans, and so I did; standing in front of Sneaky Pete's bar and sneaking peeks through the front door; running to The Unique Boutique during commercials to spend all 4 of my dollars on beer.
The bartender changed the program to a tennis channel during the third quarter, a move obviously aimed at myself.
I moved to a spot in front of another place, and was able to watch until such a point that the Patriots capped off a wild play by recovering their own fumble for a touchdown, whereupon I celebrated by pumping a fist; and then the TV was immediately shut off, by the bartender, who might be a Houston Texans fan.
Nola Gives Back
On the way back to the sign spot at around 10 p.m. in the frigid air, I found an almost full bottle of Budweiser on the curb in a spot where people leave them who don't want to get into their cars with them. It was nice and cold, as was everything else, except a container of chicken soup, which had been placed atop a trash can in front of the Subway, near The Unique Boutique. It was still warm, and I had delusions of my guardian angel having placed it there a moment earlier.
I was actually walking past that establishment, even though I was broke, on the chance that I would run into "The Guy Whom You Make Some Kind Of Witty Aside To Who Then Offers To Buy You A Beer." I didn't see him, but the bottle of Budweiser was the same thing in effect.
I put the chicken soup in my pack and set off for the sign spot, where I woke up Howard and offered it to him.
"Oh, sure!" said Howard, not one to refuse any free food.
"It probably has soy oil in it, so I don't want it," I said.
"OK."
80 to 38 In One Day
My sleeping bag and fleece blanket was just enough thermal protection to allow me to fall into a sleep which was disturbed by dreams.
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So, This morning I went to The Rebuild Center, where I was chosen second (against great odds) of the 12 names which are pulled in the "lottery" each morning to see who can have their clothes washed and dried.
I waited for mine to be finished before taking a hot shower and then putting almost every stitch of them on my back; two pairs of jeans and about 6 tee shirts under a couple of button up ones, with a hoodie as the outer layer.
I will be in better shape tonight to combat the 38 degree air which is forecast.
Of course, I could be such a huge hit at The House of Blues doing comedy that someone might say "Come on, I'll get you a motel room. Do you want a regular gig here?"
Sigh. Laundry costs me at least $5 and I have to take the trolley and bus to get there.
ReplyDeleteOne thing, this month I got a VTA monthly pass so it's a flat $70 and I can ride all I want. A real bargain if I'm using it every day. Last month my transit fees came to $90 and that's when I knew it was time to get a pass.
You might as well try comedy, you probably can't to worse than your guitar playing (arguably I'd do better in comedy than with my trumpet, but I want to keep on keeping on, so that if in the end I find myself to be a genius at comedy, I'll be one of those comedians who actually plays an instrument well, like Weird Al with his accordian, or Steve Martin with his banjo).