What a fun weekend in Philadelphia. The North East Philly Comedy Cabaret is always a great club to play.
I got to meet some new comedians, and I worked again with Philly comic James Royale, who is a great up-and-coming, natural talent. Remember that name.
The road is exciting, but the actual travel part is kind of like a family vacation.
It’s a thrill at first. You’re on the road, stopping along the way to take in the sites. The radio plays adventurous songs, and you’re Indiana Jones, embarking on some new adventure.
But on the way back, you’re ready to drive off a bridge.
Especially when you’re on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. It seems to get longer every time I drive it. And more expensive, too, by the way. The trip cost over twenty bucks in turnpike tolls!
With gas and tolls, I’m lucky to break even. But us comics, we don’t do it for the money. We do it for the things you can buy with the money. And to get to that point in your career, you have to pay your dues and put in the work.
But more importantly, you have to love what you’re doing so that it doesn’t feel like work. I can’t think of a better way to spend a Saturday night, so to me, stand up is still playtime.
I’m a beginner, and I understand most comics never “make it big.” But that’s not why I do this. I do this because I’m enjoying the journey.
Even when I have to pay twenty bucks to take it.