Today was the first day I felt rested since my show this past Tuesday. It takes so much adrenaline, to not only perform, but to promote, promote, promote. And I am so glad to take a break from the social media tsunami of shameless self-promotion. There is a reason why people hire publicists.
The show itself felt pretty good. For the most part I was focused and present in the moment- which is all I can really ask for as an actor. My number one prayer to God before a show is always, “help me be authentic.” If the actor doesn’t believe it, the audience won’t believe it.
The audience was receptive, but I do get nervous when performing a dramedy because I won’t hear laughter during the more dramatic parts. I don’t know if the audience is listening or is bored. Note to future self: write more jokes in between serious moments.
Not that I am a seasoned pro when it comes to comedy or anything. I do watch a lot of stand-up specials on Netflix though. I am in awe of the well-seasoned dry comedian who delivers the perfect dead-panned joke while waiting for the audience to catch up to them. So much trust that the joke will land. But enough of that mumbo jumbo. In other news…..
I love autumn. The weather is crisp and perfect, football is on in the background, and the holiday season is among us. I take it all in and am grateful for those who take the time to decorate the neighborhoods. And for the first time in years, my local Starbucks came though on a little holiday cheer:
FINALLY!
Oakland Starbucks in the past, had been all “bah-humbug” and refused to offer the pretty seasonal cups. They left me with no choice but to venture out of my city limits in search of redder and greener pastures. Even Berkeley and San Francisco had more holiday cheer than Oakland. But now, in 2023, it looks like they finally came around and I am here for it.
Alright, gotta start prepping for my next gig. I will be performing a 20-minute excerpt of my other solo show, “All the Great New Things to Come” – a show about being a fourth generation SF Bay Area native, next month at the Marsh in San Francisco. Then again in January in the Outer Sunset in SF. Great Grandma Katie would be so proud. Cheers.


