M. is a asleep in his (d’oh, should be our) little bed. I foolishly am updating this piece of shit.

If you care, the buttons on top are a bit different. The one called “VIDEOS” is a dung heap, toxic waste pile of random shit. Here’s an interesting comedy tidbit — It’s an unfortunately not uncommon thing for new comics (christ, I almost wrote “newbie”) to listen to their tapes or reflect on their performances and hear uproarious laughter. Basically, a lot of performers are delusional.

I, on the other hand, watch my sets on video and think only, “Jesus fucking christ, stop fidgeting.” Or, “Goddamn, you look bovine.” Or, perhaps, “Look, you are wearing the same clothes in half of the videos.” (Apparently, I have a couple of comedy shirts.)

Occasionally, I notice laughter. But, it seems thin and week and pitying. (Despite my belief in my funny, ha ha, point of view, else why would I make us all suffer so.)

So, yeah, check out the videos.