One of my jokes begins that I did something that I am ashamed of…
Tonight it is more true than comedy. I sang karaoke. I figure that now the only depths to my depravity would be crack and turning tricks for said crack. “Paradise by the Dashboard Lights” with my weblog nemesis, and I did both the Ellen Foley part and the Phil Rizzuto commentary, both badly.
I wonder what I should mention on my suicide note first — Job failure, Stand-up comedy or Karaoke?
Karoke…. definitely the Karoke…
Karoke! The silliest idea ever. As for job, who needs it. This is America, hello! This is the land of entrepreneurship–ENTREPRENEURS BUILD THIS COUNTRY!!!!!!!! Their philanthropy feed the non profits of this country. My advice: go to college, work to gain experience and then become an entrepreneur…In a market capitalism society, smart people become entrepreneurs.
You rocked the muthafuckin’ HOUSE! Folks, they couldn’t keep the crowd off her once she finished.
If you’ve ever been in the middle of a mosh pit then you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about!
Next week, yes?