Sarkastickunt

The first time I did standup it was at an open mic night in a comedy club in Brooklyn called PIP’S.

They discovered Rodney Dangerfield…sooo I thought if he could do it, so could I.

I had four long island iced teas before it was my turn.

The previous comedians were all men, and their routines felt like shit I’d heard my entire life.

I walked up to the mic and I remember exactly what I said…

“Heidi Klum is a cunt”..

And then I proceeded to spend the next 4 minutes explaining how bitches like heidi with their freakishly flat bellies and perky breasts were the devil and that Victoria Secret runway shows were the the sign of the apocalypse.

I didn’t bomb. People laughed and I was even invited back the following week.

I did this every weekend for about a year and then one day..I just stopped.

I had a shitty set, and I didn’t feel the love and I just lost my nerve.

There are few things that mean more to me than my kids or my friends..and the one thing that I have always wanted to do but have since lacked the courage was to start that journey again.

I think about it everyday.

Every. Day.

There’s not a minute that goes by that I don’t think about how comedy and humor and writing is my passion, my purpose. My DREAM.

And then I look around and see just how far away I am from making that dream a reality. 

And I would give ANYTHING to wake up and just MAKE IT HAPPEN.