Monday

I hate that I missed a day or two on my blog here, but the reality is that we get busy. Sometimes we get busy doing nothing because we are tired, sometimes because we are sick and tired. I was just busy.

The rest of the weekend with James Gregory went well. I couldn't help but feel some of the energy of being on stage in a sold out room as I sat at the stage and waited for the last couple of bits that he has been closing with.

There was a lot of waiting and listening for those vocal cues, the bits that have been polished like tumbled stone. I would stand with James in the lobby as he waited to go into the showroom. He knew when to start heading to the stage in a groundhogs day type experience.

And I couldn't help but feel the energy too; walking to the stage, seeing the crowd from his perspective as they stood and gave an ovation at the end of each show, then praising him as we walked back through them and on into the tiny make-shift green room downstairs.

If ever I could draw a crowd like that, I will have already known the feeling of being amidst every comedian's dream and I'll feel at home remembering being there before helping James.

Back to the real world of mowing and installing ceiling fans for awhile longer.