Friday, August 6, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
The King of Sand and Surf
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Secret Handshake
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Off for a Week
Friday, July 9, 2010
Laugh Track
Laugh Track
A few months back, the local television station held an open call to all comedians to come perform at the station. They were having a special “Laugh Hour” every day that week in order to showcase the best culture in the county, and they asked people to bring in a good five minute act for the show. I must admit, I’m not much of a comedian, but sometimes I can make up really weird stories on the spot or land a good pun when I’m with the right group of friends. So I figured why the hell not and spent the next few days writing down all the funny things I could think of and putting them in an order that made sense. Then I practiced in front of a mirror until I could remember all the beats, and Michael came by and we had a few beers and joked about how I was going to be “famous” all over Akron. I laughed and asked if he’d burn a copy of the show for me.
I swung by the station on Saturday morning. It was pretty easy to find parking, which is always a good way to start the morning. We all stood in line outside the station for about twenty minutes before a woman in a bright orange sweater, face drawn back in that fakey smile people use when they’re talking to children, told us she was so glad that so many funny people turned out for the show and asked if we would please wait with the audience until our turn was called. The nine of us all took our seats and signed waivers in the too-dim light and sat through commercials for toothpaste and a small real estate firm.
Well, the first guy got up, and he does this story about how he and his buddies accidentally sunk their trailer into the lake. And it’s great. He’s screaming when his wife comes in about her brand new bed sheets and going all deadpan when he talks about the tow truck rolling backwards into the lake, too. People in this town got some crazy shit going on. The next guy took a cigar up with him on stage, and every time someone in his story said something stupid, he’d take this long drag and then drop his head to his hand. By the third time he did it, I looked over at the guy next to me, and we’ve both got tears in our eyes from laughing so much.
So there’s one more guy before I’m up, and that’s when it hit me that I’d forgotten half my act. And it’s really stupid because no one here could tell the difference between the jokes I practiced and the jokes I make up on the spot, and besides that, no one gives a flying fuck anyways, but I decided then I’m just gonna sit back here for the rest of the show. The audience is roaring, and fake smile lady calls me up, and I pretend not to hear. She doesn’t call me again but moves on to the next guy. Which is fine by me, because I’m having a ball out here on the laugh track.
And it goes on, guy after guy just killing it. One guy did this bit about “cafĂ© people” and their “moleskins” that brings down the house. I squirmed in my chair a bit, but I tried not to bother the guys in front of me.
We closed out the show with another couple of commercials, and the lady thanks us all for coming and thanks us for making Summit County great, and all the comedians started hi-fiving and poking fun at each other and shouting congrats and stuff. So I got to pull out of the lot before everyone else, and I stopped by Baker’s for a chicken dinner and called it a night.
The next day I asked Michael if he still made the copy, and he said yeah, I still got it if you want it, but you’re not on it. I said I wanted to watch some of those comedians again sometime, they were pretty funny. And that was mostly true. So I got the disc, and right now, it’s sitting in my CD collection somewhere between Sugar Ray and Pearl Jam.
Friday, July 2, 2010
The Squire
I need a light. This heat has stirred my brain