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A few weeks ago, after I decided when my move would be taking place, I decided to plan a few things to look forward to. You see, I knew once I got here, I'd be busy with unpacking, job searching, you name it, and to get through that drudgery I wanted to have a few planned events to look forward to in the future. One of those events was going to The Jon Lovitz Comedy Club in Universal City.
As we all know, I'm a huge fan of all things SNL and the era of Lovitz/Nealon/MacDonald/Sandler/Spade/Farley/Rock was my very favorite. When I found out about Jon having his own comedy club, I was thrilled. When I found out he headlined the club almost every Wednesday night, I was giddy to say the least. So, when I learned that he was performing this Wednesday (
the 7th), I bought a ticket and anxiously waited for the big day.
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So, I'm sitting in the audience, alone (
don't judge me), and the show is kinda going long. Apparently there are usually two shows (
at eight and ten), but this night only had the one early show. Since we had all the time in the world, Jon (
who was funny, but a little off his game) decided to ask for volunteers from the audience to come up on stage. Now, I don't know what possessed me to raise my hand. We all know I haven't performed in like ten years. I don't have material. I don't have timing. I don't have anything, really, except a passion for stand-up comedy and love of anything funny. Two guys raised their hands and I watched them perform thinking, "I could do that. Why couldn't I do that? When else would I get the chance?" So, when they were done, my hand went up. I went onstage. AT THE JON LOVITZ COMEDY CLUB. IN UNIVERSAL CITY. With Jon ONSTAGE with me. Oh, yeah. Pressure.
I'd like to tell you this story has a happy ending and all my shoddy, quickly put together material killed when I said it. I'd like to tell you I had the audience in stitches and was invited to perform again and again. I'd like to tell you I got, oh, say, ANY laughs at all, but.....sadly, that would be a lie. I
bombed in the biggest bomb of all time. In fact, I bombed so hard that it should've been hilarious in itself. I had one good line when I razzed Jon about something (
because we're BFFs now) and he gave it to me so at least I could get ONE laugh. Sad. Still, I don't regret doing it at all. I mean, really, when else would that ever happen? What an experience! What a story. What a disaster.
1 comment:
Wow. You are back and better than ever in the land of Pinkwood. I am so proud of you for trying. Plus now you and the Lovitz are BFF'S
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