Out of the wilderness

It has been a long time since writing here. Writing anywhere really.
No creative outlet for the time being except games, and while that'a wonderful short term fix, the reality is there's no improvement of me as a person in any tangible sense. I'm better than most at some games, which in the grand scheme of things is a completely useless skill.
I always loved to hacky sack, too.

I made a resolution to myself to go onstage 40 times this year; a very acheivable goal. I don't know how much improvement I'll see unless I write more, however, so there's a sub-goal here.
Write more jokes!

I figure I have to document my stage time somewhere, so it may as well be here.

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01/25/2007 -- 1 of 40

Pressure Billiards and Cafe. This is on the north side of Chicago, near Devon Ave. Devon, for those NOT in this fair city, is home of all the Indian and Pakistani food you could want.
I'll make this a regular open mic stop, as I forsee a ritual of "eat at Henna's Kitchen, write set list, go to coffee shop, potentially bomb".
I think I'm going to eat it a few more times there.
My performance was mediocre, none of the new jokes I like hit, and some of my sure-fire jokes died to most of the crowd as well.
I have to retire 2 bits, but I kinda figured that was the case. I'm not in fighting shape right now so I should really only be using the big guns.
Or completely new. Old and mediocre ain't really worth revisiting.