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So this is  the first blog of many, yep. I am going to write about every show I do. On this blog, I will write about a lady who tried to ruin my show last night.
I met here before the show and my first judgment of her was that she was a nice lady but not one i would go home with.
I headlined the show and went last. As the show continued I notice that the trailer trash lady was making a name for herself with the other comics. She had stumped them a couple times. One comic just gave up and walked off the stage.
Normally she would be escorted out of the building. But this wasnt a comedy club. It was a new bar in town trying to promote its name. So no bartender nor the owner did anything to stop.
Now, it was my turn. I was a little nervous about this. I had not had my first run in with a heckler. I knew it was going to happpen. She was to be my cherry popper. I went up ti the mic as if I dint know she was up front and ready to through whatever she had in her arsenal. She made a few comments but I was quick to fire back. Then the time came when she unleased the hounds. So I looked over at her and said "how is your baby?" She looked at me with a crazy look and said" what baby?" I said "well, the baby in your stomach, i know its common practice for trailer trash like you to get drunk all the time while you pregnant!" she became upset and keep trying to throw comments at me. The more she tried the more people laughed when i lit her up.
so in the long run of the show, it turn out ok. after the show i went up to her and made sure she was ok. she was a good sport. 

wow, its been awhile my fellow bloggers.

so what to write, what to write...........

lots of new changes. comedy, baby, lost job, bad actions, switching of normal routines , family back in the picture, worries, failures, success.

what to write, what to write.

i am sitting here thinking on what to write. ive decided to write what comes to my head. that may be bad, it may be good. we will see what happens.

i started doing comedy a couple months ago. ahhhhhhhh i dont want to talk about that.

so lets talk about buddha. i read one of my girls books the other day. well i read the last page of it actually.

buddha was asked if he was human, his reply no. he was asked if he was a god, his reply no. he was asked what he was, his reply...........im awake.

somtimes i have noticed that in my reality of things, i am asleep. i heard this once, the most evil a good man can do, is nothing in the face of evil.

im sick of pretending that i dont see or act evil. what i mean by this is this. walking by the "toys for tots" and putting nothing in the basket. walking by the salvation army bell ringer and giving him some lame excuse. wactching some guy walk in the cold and not paying attention to him or his need to get out.

i find myself thinking about money, material, lust, and crap. my head leads me to believe i need those things. i need a new benz, oor multimillion dollar house. i convince myself im just chacing the american dream.

what is that dream in reality. to get as much as i can as fast as i can. have a better title under my name at work. drive faster to the next stop light then you.

why am i talking about all this, i dont know. it just came to mind. i just write what comes to my head.

we are lead by people we dont even know. democrats, republicans, bush, clinton. city, state, police, judges. we vote for the better guy, or atleast the one that looks that way on tv, internet, and radio.

we get fed medications that are sopposed to make us better people. cigarettes, energy drinks, porno, pills, alcohol advertisments, penis pumps, pocket pussys. everything is to feed the ego, and self.

we are set up in a world to fail in the christian view. the if we do fail, we are outcasted. stick with the winners they say. dont sin, dont lie, dont cheat. dont dont dont.

i say, you are beautiful the way you are. if you are evil, you are beautiful, if you are mad, beautiful, crazy beautiful, medicated beautiful, slut beautiful, black beautiful, chinease beautiful.

this is what i want you to do if you are reading this blog. i want you to write a word that you are stereotyped and add beautiful to it. they can be the same as somone elses or completly different. it dosent matter. thats the beauty of it. free will as an american. the way it was meant to be. not sold, not promoted, not anything. one hundred percent free will.

so do write you stereotype add beautiful, ill be the first

1. Whitetrash beautiful Adam M, fargo ND