Suckin' in L.A.

Did the open-mic at the Comedy Store last night. Good news: they suck in LA, too. Black guys doing black jokes, gay guys doing gay jokes, unfunny guys doing insane meaningless ramblings - it's all here, baby. The sign-up process is totally retarded. People show up two hours early, but then the sign-up guy takes people's word for it as to when they showed. Guys who got there 15 minutes before sign-up made the list. Out of 40 max they choose 15, supposedly at random, yet you have to wait half an hour for this selection process to take place. One guy got up there and said, "I'm an actor, actually..." So what the fuck are you doing here besides eating up a comic's time, you self-centered cunt? Go do some improv. There were 15 comics and, when I went up second, 8 audience members. It had filled up a bit by the time it was over, but not much. The porch is crawling with lunatics and deluded types and talkers, talkers, talkers.

I find it very encouraging. There is no good reason why a funny person who isn't a dick can't take this business by the balls and make a living.