Comedy is my LOVE! I breath it eat it sleep it LOVE IT! Nothing would make me happier then to be able to make a living at Comedy.I am to old to live as poorly as I would if I had to rely on my Comedy dollars to survive.I pursue Comedy as it was the hottest girl in school,as if it was my drug of choice.i am addicted to the stage,the laughs I might get,the business,the whole atmosphere.I read alot of Comedians past & presents biographys.I have an office at home where I run Steamroller Entertainment.I get on stage at least 4 times a week.I spend at least 2 hours a day in the office and when I am not at day job spend all day here.I have been lucky enough to keep myself booked on paid gigs most Fridays and Saturdays.Its a lot of work to be able to work mostly for yourself.Theres untold hours of literature to be mailed out,phone calls,e-mails,meetings with owners of venues,mangers of venues,members of nonprofit organizations,press,printers,agents and other bookers.All this while keeping a full time job that consists of at least  50 hour weeks answering 911 calls.Many a night I have had to leave day job go perform gig and then be back at Fire Dept to finish my 911 shift.My day job pays very well and due to my past discretions (kids,x-wives,medical,etc)I am leagally bound.Don't get me wrong I do OK financially with Comedy but to me Comedy is like a beautiful woman who lets you kiss and caress her but never lets you go all the way.I have several friends who are lucky/talented enough to make a living at it.I say lucky cause talent isn't enough.Lucky because some are in a relationship where their wife and or husband have a job that pays enough that they can work only at Comedy.Several that were lucky enough that there talent was seen by the right person at the right time.Many a day/night I ask myself is it worth it.Is it worth going to NYC weekly ?Is it worth the untold hours of computer work,driving to gigs,dealing with everyones BULLSHIT from other acts to the customers to the audience.For me I believe it is because if I stop now,stop following my dream,stop driving myself,stop honing my skills I feel my life will have an emptyness that could never be filled.Maybe this is the true definition of HELL!!!!!!!!