My mind is blown

I am hurtling through new territory and recklessly kicking through areas marked off with yellow-and-black tape, but instead of "WET PAINT" they're marked: "COMFORT ZONE." Flashes of light, tunnels psychedelic kaleidoscope colors whip by and I hum with new energy as I drool just a little with either anticipation or rapt sensory overload or both, I can't really tell.

More coming soon. Watch this space.

209 Comedy Competition

Rookies, a bar in Manteca, my old hometown, is hosting a comedy competition this Saturday night, and I'll be doing five minutes. I haven't performed in months, so I'm giddy with anticipation and trepidation. I pray to all the gods I believe in that it will go well.

You should come, and laugh.