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My friends are so good to me.  Darling Lindsay (aka my blog cattle prod), has always been such a supporter of my butterfly-chasing hare brained ideas.  She gave up her birthday and last day of LA vacation a year ago to tag along to a pilot shoot.  She reads this blog and is always on schedule with her regular, yet gentle nudges to update.  She politely tells me I'm hilarious.  So when I started rolling the idea of going to Seattle to drop Marsha off sometime this month, her response was: "YOU MUST COME DURING THE SECOND THURSDAY OF THE MONTH AND DO STAND UP AT KONA."

Well, okay.

{Comedy Darlings. Photo credit: Lauren Opstad!}

She and her friend Lauren are basically beneficiaries of this little local comedy night, held in the back of a Hawaiian BBQ restaurant.  They, along with a friend organize local comics to perform once a month.  It's low-key.  It's casual.  Sometimes, their group of friends are the only people in there.  Well not this night!  My darling friends Meg, Frank, Monica and newlyweds Alison and Marc came out to witness the spectacle.  How tickled was I.  Eek.
So there ya have it, Linds.  You cattle prod my blog and now my stand up practice.  Man oh man do I owe you for the acting career I don't even have yet.

Is this love?  I think so!  Might you enjoy a uploaded video of the new things I am complaining about lately?

{Disclaimer: for those of you know me, please remember that this is an act.  Standup comedy is really just an overwhelmingly narcissistic monologue.  Some, or all of it, may be completely made up.  The idea is to be funny, not always truthful.  Also, sometimes I swear. Yeah, the jig is up.}