Highs and Lows
I got really lucky tonight. I almost squished one of my friends between the front of my car and the back of his while he was rolling a J, but I didn’t. I thought I was in reverse, but I was in drive. If I had been trying to show off and floored it, he would have been fucked. I’m a little shaken up. I wasn’t even the one about to smoke a J… But I was tired. Moral of the story, don’t let people roll a J in front of your car when you’re about to back out of a parking spot. Make them roll it behind your car. Sorry Edgar!
Needless to say, it’s been a night of highs and lows. He’s probably getting high right now, and I’m feeling low. In addition to that, I did two comedy competitions tonight. Just low key ones at bars. The first one I ate shit hard for the first 2 minutes. Then it picked up a little bit, but not enough. After my set, a Russian guy at the bar asked me if I knew how to play any Russian music, and tried making a case that no one cares about Russian music. He seemed let down by that. Then I left because I knew I wouldn’t win, and I wanted to try to make it to the next one. That was the low of that.
The high came when I killed it at the second competition and won. Now I get to open for a rapper by doing a 30 minute set at the Pine Cove on October 6th, and another 15 minute set on October 29th. I mean, I feel great that I won, but right after that, I almost squished my friend Edgar. Fuck…