I'll Show 'Em!

I’ll Show ‘Em! I’ll Show ‘Em All!


I didn’t win Philly’s Phunniest.

Unlike the last show, there’s very little story. I showed up early, had an early dinner, and politely waited my turn. I was fourth.

I’m not going to do my regular self-loving / self-loathing talk about how great I am and I be yet the artist misunderstood. Bah-bah-bah, I’m so wonderful.

They weren’t my crowd. That’s all.

Nor was it my strongest set. The material was there, but I never found an opening to really get into their hearts.

The combination kept me from the top.

Now, every joke did just fine. In fact, a brand new joke got a massive reaction. But, overall, I think my political material was a bit too weird for them, and my nerd material was off for them. While on the first round of Philly’s Phunniest, I unknowingly had plenty of nerdy audience members backing me up, this show had a much “cooler” audience.

I will say that they loved a couple comedians who did racial material and jokes about how monkeys are funny when stoned. That doesn’t excuse me from losing, but it does show what I had to work with.

“America doesn’t read.” Boo.

“My Mexican friends sound funny when I’m high!” Gold!

“The army uses dumbed-down propaganda.” Wake me up when you get to the funny.

“Gay people talk funny.” Do you do birthday parties?

So, I don’t know. I felt weird getting off stage. I didn’t feel bad in the sense that I’d somehow lost my way and tried terrible material. Rather, I felt at a loss doing the same set to half the reaction it got in the previous round.

Regardless, I’m done. I tried my best, I put in my all, and sometimes you don’t get the best reaction in the world. At least I went out there and did my best.

Ah, who am I kidding? Pity me! Waaaaa!