And if you are, are you willing to mentor the coolest, funniest 17 year old in the world? I need a comic to mentor me for one or two semesters next year. I am doing an independent study project on comedy next year (mostly as an excuse to get out of school early every other day while getting AP credit), and I need a mentor who is willing to help me. I figure there must be at least one comedian on this board who lives in the Houston Area. Somebody please help me. email: qwerty030@hotmail.com
A friend of mine here in town does standup. He's opened for touring comics at the Laff Stop for the last year or so, & was on Premium Blend on Comedy Central a couple of months ago. Most comics have day jobs, so it might be pretty hard to find one that can meet w/ you during the day. I'd suggest going to the Laff Stop (not sure if they're 18+ only though) early on an open-mike night & talking to some of the people there.
I used to be one back in the early 90's. The travel is hard on relationships, and you have to do the same schtick over and over and make it sound as if it is as fresh as a daisy. Good luck to you !!! DaDakota
Now if there's a smile on my face it's only there tryin' to fool the public but when it comes down to foolin' you; Now honey, that's quite a different subject But don't let my glad expression give you the wrong impression Really I'm sad I'm sadder than sad You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad Like a clown I pretend to be glad Now there's some sad things known to man but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown when there's no one around Now if I appear to be carefree it's only to camouflage my sadness In order to keep my pride I try to cover the hurt with a show of gladness But don't let my show convince you that I've been happy since you decided to go Oh, I need you so I'm hurt and I want you to know Now there's some sad things known to man but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown when there's no one around Just like Pagliacci did I try to keep my sadness hid (aaargh! I can't remember! It'll come to me and I'll send it along.) But in my lonely room I cry the tears of a clown when there's no one around
Isn't it rich, are we a pair? Me here at last on the ground, you in mid air! Send in the clowns! Isn't it bliss, don't you approve? One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move! Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns! Just when I stopped, opening doors finally knowin' the one that I wanted was yours, making my entrance again, with my usual flair sure of my lines, but no one is there! Don't you love farce? My fault I fear! I thought that you'd want what I want I'm sorry my dear! Quick, send in the clowns . . . Don't bother . . . they're here! Isn't it rich, isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late in my career! Where are the clowns? There's gotta be clowns! Maybe next year. . . . maybe next year!
i'm not comic...but i do need an intern for a little company i run called, Kramerica Industries. Right now we're working on a bladder system that will eliminate oil spills.
On a dare, I'm supposed to do stand up sometime this year. I'm not worried about it. Even the greatest have failed, but I think it's going to be fun. I'm going to load the audience with friends and family as a safety valve.
Not intentionally. But when you give 3 or 4 speeches a week, you're likely to come across as one sometimes.
Hey, why do you give three or four speeches a week? By the way, you are exactly one year older than I am .
