4: The trip to Liberty Funny Bone and the chicken salad sandwich

Right now is the calm before the storm at school. In a week or so, I will get so many papers to grade that I will probably go blind, deaf and dumb. Going out of town for an open mic was exactly what I needed before I will live in front of the computer for 2 weeks.

>>>>PHOTOS: The Judd Nelson tribute at Liberty Funny Bone

I have been to Cincinnati for shows a couple times, and I have always loved the scene there. The comics have always been super nice and helpful to me. The comedy scene in Cincinnati is pretty healthy. I see open mics and shows promoted constantly. They seem to have at least one, if not two, open mics each week night.

The Liberty Funny Bone opened a couple years ago, and it has been a place where comics from both our cities can meet up. It’s almost exactly in the center of the Gem City and Queen City. There is a monthly open mic there, and I traveled there this week.

The open mic is in the upstairs bar area and it is a nice spot to perform in. The show starts after the Thursday main show, which means we get some overflow from the Funny Bone’s Thursday 7:30 p.m. show. It can get pretty packed.

My set went fairly well, except I had issues with a joke where I have to put my foot up on the stool. I wore my boots with a heel, so balance was fleeting. It took about four tries for me to get my fat gam up on the rung. I looked like a bucking bronco for 6-7 seconds, but I don’t think other people noticed.

When something goes wrong on stage, I feel like everyone saw and is laughing at my mistake. That is seldom the case. No one is watching a performer that closely. Time on stage seems so much longer than it actually is. I’m convinced that time slows down when I perform, which I hope keeps me young.

>>>>LINK TO POST: Check out the awesome comments on my chicken salad post

On the way home from the show, I made a series of bad choices involving food. Do not eat food from gas stations. And don’t go to Taco Bell after you eat a chicken salad sandwich that tastes like band-aids and get a bean burrito. It was a horrendous experience, but funny because my Facebook post about the incident was logged as being done in Blue Ball, Ohio.

Balls. Balls. Balls. The end.