They Sunnyvale Show

I have had some big shows in the last few months. Last Thursday I was on the bill with some big-name comics at a nightclub in Sunnyvale called the Quarternote. Located in a shopping center surrounded by Indian restaurants and stores, it seemed bizarrely out of place. Outside you might as well have been in India. Indeed in the restaurant next door, I bought an Indian meal for all of $1.99. Then you walk into the Quarternote and suddenly you are back in middle-America. The walls of the Quarternote are lined with decorative skeletons, the stage is high and setup for music.

That night the comedy audience was sparse but still better than my comedy workout the night before at a cafe where I performed to 2 people. The host was this awesome comic who has been around the block and knew what he was doing. The sparse crowd had one drunk woman really wanting to talk to the comics and another drunk guy who spoke loudly throughout the show.

When I got on, the drunk woman wanted to keep talking to me and I had to ignore her to move forward with my set. Then the drunk guy starts talking to his buddy loud enough to cut over the microphone.

Still, I managed a decent set and got paid for it. The next day I used the money to pay for laundry service. Over the last two weeks I have been making some money from comedy. Nothing to put in the bank, but enough to pay for an expense here and there.