I slept about 3 hours last night then I had to drive 4 hours to Midland.
I got there an hour before the show started.
It was a typical bar crowd. Loud and rowdy. Mostly because of poor crowd control for a comedy environment, but it happens. They've only had comedy there for a month I think. Either way, I like a challenge, and I love bars. Together they remind me of family.

There's something about a smoke filled bar in Texas with neon lighting that brings out the "hell ya" attitude in people. A lot of comics fear it, but it's a good thing. As much as I like performing in full time comedy clubs that have the typical system in effect I also do like a battle I have to fight through to earn respect.
I love when the audience can communicate with you. It doesn't happen much in a comedy club because they're scared the comic will pick on them. I hate comics that depend on the front row to get laughs. I like people to talk to me. Not so much heckle me, but just communicate like you would a friend you're drinking with in a garage. Bar crowds should be treated that way. They want to hang out.
Whether it's by sending you shots after their cell phone goes off in the middle of a joke and they are cool enough to make amends or whether they get quiet after a joke you thought was funny fails miserably.
I got both tonight. Haha. Plus more. It was a very A.D.D. show, but I love the honesty of a bar crowd, especially the new ones that are there to judge how funny you are based on the lack of fame you bring to the table.

I've gotten to perform at sports bars while a big game is on.
I've performed next to billiards tables.
I've performed at the Uptown Comedy Club and the famous Apollo Theater in NYC. Bring it on bitches. I might go down in flames, but I'm taking hostages in any case. I love what comedy is and the grave it can lead to with one miss worded joke.
Bar crowds are like 3rd graders. If they want to say something they just say it. Sometimes it makes you laugh, sometimes it makes you want to quit and find another job.
Although I've written on my blog that I am semi-retired from road comedy I have to say this, I can't quit this. I'm an addict. I may take some time off, but I just can't work a regular job.
I hate people for the most part, but I love the ones that relate to my comedy. I guess I do love the attention. Bullshit "it's for the artform" doesn't sound right anymore.

Tonight I pissed off a mom and maybe her daughter (I think she walked off because she had to poop though), but I met some great people even for a few minutes.
I jumped back in the car about 20 minutes after I got off stage and started driving home to El Paso.

I had a great time but it seemed to go too fast.
I wish I could be on the road more, but unless gas prices go back to $2 a gallon or I start making some headliner money I think I'll bask in the glory that is the comedy business' "hell gigs". I seem to have gone to part time traveling comic, but it's making me appreciate it more.

Maybe next time I can be in Midland a little longer and use the hotel room for more than a shower.
I hope I can get back there soon. I had fun and I think the audience did also.
If you were there, please let them know there at Kroc's that you enjoyed my comedy.... lie if you must.
A girl in the front got up and left to the bathroom after a few suicide jokes.
Her mother told me not to tell anymore suicide jokes because their emo daughter was a cutter. I thought that was funny she even gave me the finger across the neck to say "cut it out". I actually managed to turn the audience on her and had the rest of the audience laughing at her daughter's mental instability. I'm a comedic genius. (and asshole) but my job is to make them laugh.
Fuck it, there's going to be casualties and friendly fire. I got a job to do.
Maybe her daughter should find a better mental disorder like bulimia.

I had a good time Midland.
Hope to see you again soon!


P.S.
To Kroc's Bar: I know you're reading this. I want to come back but let me headline and bring my own opener or emcee!