Let me start off this post, which will get negated by everything I type after it, by saying how important remaining modest is too me. I fucking hate egos. I have one, I don't like it. I try my best to drown it in a sea of self-deprecation and bourbon. But alas, after the Thursday December 6th, I can't do that.
First of all, I got to open for Brian Posehn, who was awesome and is one of my favorite comics. Secondly, I KILLED. Which was great because I took such a huge risk telling a lot of new material. I have never received so many compliments after a set as I did that night. Definitely the kick in the pants I needed to take comedy more serious.... well maybe.
