Mini Tour
Fuck Yeah.
Friday after school I piled into the car to drive up to anahiem where the hotel, and my first gig for the weekend was. We ate at Denny's (ugh what an awful establishment) got to the room hung out for a while and went to the show.
Friday Nights show was after a n NA meeting. What a fucking rowdy, but fun, crowd. They LOVED dirty shit and didn't mind having a conversation with you during your set. I loved it and had a great time there. I didn't do awesomely, but I did really well for the audience I was playing. What a shithole.
Saturday I woke up and went to the Block at Orange. Baught clothes and whatnot and uh..got my ear peirced. Huddla Huddla, I really am an impulsive and piercing loving jackass. Ate and whatever then went up to the show for that night in West Hollywood. Humph, the awful show was cancelled without letting any of the comedians there know. Fuck them. My mother and I ate at Hard Rock down the street instead. Fuck that place.
Sunday Woke up, went to Crystal Cathedral, went to the block again, whatever fuck this bullshit I wana talk about sunday night.
WHAT A KICKASS SHOW. It was in a hole int he wall bar in Covina (Near LA). Being famous, I got 2 comp drinks..(so did all the comics). The cool part is it was my boys from Riverside. Gabriel Paul, Ace, Rick Rome, Winkles or some shit. I killed that night. I have it documented me fucking slaying a heckler. this Nicaraguan fellow who kept on wanting to ask the comics questions while they were on stage. I met Johnny Dam, the booker for Ontario Improv shows. He is lookin at my stuff. Heh, rad.
Nick Beasley Loves You
Friday after school I piled into the car to drive up to anahiem where the hotel, and my first gig for the weekend was. We ate at Denny's (ugh what an awful establishment) got to the room hung out for a while and went to the show.
Friday Nights show was after a n NA meeting. What a fucking rowdy, but fun, crowd. They LOVED dirty shit and didn't mind having a conversation with you during your set. I loved it and had a great time there. I didn't do awesomely, but I did really well for the audience I was playing. What a shithole.
Saturday I woke up and went to the Block at Orange. Baught clothes and whatnot and uh..got my ear peirced. Huddla Huddla, I really am an impulsive and piercing loving jackass. Ate and whatever then went up to the show for that night in West Hollywood. Humph, the awful show was cancelled without letting any of the comedians there know. Fuck them. My mother and I ate at Hard Rock down the street instead. Fuck that place.
Sunday Woke up, went to Crystal Cathedral, went to the block again, whatever fuck this bullshit I wana talk about sunday night.
WHAT A KICKASS SHOW. It was in a hole int he wall bar in Covina (Near LA). Being famous, I got 2 comp drinks..(so did all the comics). The cool part is it was my boys from Riverside. Gabriel Paul, Ace, Rick Rome, Winkles or some shit. I killed that night. I have it documented me fucking slaying a heckler. this Nicaraguan fellow who kept on wanting to ask the comics questions while they were on stage. I met Johnny Dam, the booker for Ontario Improv shows. He is lookin at my stuff. Heh, rad.
Nick Beasley Loves You