Is There Life On Mars?

Maybe. Maybe not as much as there used to be. C'est la guerre. I'm just glad there was something there to be killed, if that makes any sense. And I'm glad it didn't embark on any bloody reprisals. We're pretty good with the smashy-smashy, and it was really just a matter of time before we let the hammer drop on another planet, right? Fortunately, there's still life here on Earth. Even in Oklahoma City. And things are gettin' lively for me, let me tell ya.

I found a new coffee shop last night, Sauced, on the Paseo. I'm glad I did. I went in last night and wrote a few jokes, and by being around other people I didn't feel quite so alone. It's strange, but once I get back to my apartment, I'm pretty well cut off from the rest of the world. I can't watch local television or listen to the radio, so either I sit in silence or I watch DVDs or listen to music. There's a real disconnect, because I know that no one else is sharing the experience with me out in the rest of the city. No one else is popping in Disc Three of Scrubs Season Four at 8:43 p.m. on a Monday night, and that uniqueness is not at all comforting. It just makes me feel more isolated, and weird, and apart. There's a familiarity in this solitude, and I hate it. I hate it's ubiquity. I hate it's ceaselessness. Mostly I just hate how utterly necessary it is.

But this isn't some whining from a sad sack who's trolling for invitations to sockhops or mixers down at the local youth center. I'm okay, and like I said, life is gettin' lively for me. So, here come the pro forma performance plugs:
I'm going to the Loony Bin tomorrow night, hopefully to do some standup.
I found out tonight that I will be doing some spoken word this weekend at Momentum. You can come and see me Friday and Saturday night. I won't be doing comedy, per se, but rather some humorous monologues. The whole thing feels a bit like high school speech and debate and maybe that's why I'm excited about it.
Also, I may be the opening act for an art show next month.

That's it. I don't really have an end to this blog, nor do I have a great life-lesson to tie it all together. Whatever.

Done.