Today is Day 18 of my 20-day Writing Challenge. And you know what? I’m loving every minute of it. I’ve learned that for me, creating is not a chore: it’s a yoga that I can breathe my entire soul into.
This morning, I woke up and noticed that I missed a call from my friend and comedy mentor, Quinn C. Martin. Incidentally, he’s headlining his own show tonight at the Hard Rock Cafe (279 Yonge / $20 / 8PM) and it’s being opened by none other than Grammy-award winning Scratch from The Roots.
Anyhoo, here’s how the conversation went,
Quinn: *Sarcastically* Yo, I didn’t know you were talking to [Female.name] behind my back…
Me: Who? [Female.name]? Man, I heard she was getting her top lip cleaned at the car wash (we previously discussed how this girl’s top lip resembled the grill of a PT Cruiser).
Quinn: You’re going too far…
Me: You think she gets the Deluxe Wash?
Quinn: Oh my God…
Me: It probably takes 5 asians working simultaneously to wax that lip.
Quinn: See that? That’s how you should talk on stage. You just premise-punchline-tagged the entire thing.
And then I thought back to what I said and how I said it…Alas, looking back at something you did naturally and trying to figure out how it happened is like trying to observe a quantum particle: the mere presence of the observer causes the observed to change…sigh…I’ll figure it out.
In the meanwhile, I’ll enjoy this absolute gem of a track I discovered while browsing a record shop,
PS – Oh yeah, and I got hired by a pornography website to write some copy for them. Keep writing, my friends. You never know where it might take ya! It’s a lot of work trying to lead a life that doesn’t include a boss, but ever since I started following my passion (comedy, not porn, no that p…you know what I mean), a wealth of treasure has fallen into my lap.