back to the stage

I was in a show where I did all right.  We all like to do better than all right.  It wasn't very attended when I was on but got fuller later.  Still, the spirit of the relatively small audience was fun.  I appreciate that.  I like that the bartender listens too.  In rerunning my performance through my head, I realized that I don't say "dick" in a neutral tone.  I say "dick" with a touch of anger.  I’ve been through too much to feel neutral yet.  I even referred to retroactive dick.  My process may seem slow, but it is sincere and usually thorough.

So when it got to a point where there wasn't laughter where there often is, I asked, "Did I scare you?"  People laughed at that.

I’m getting braver.  I actually attempted to sing two lines, and I sing terribly.

Typically when I sing to myself, someone says, "What?"

"I was singing."

"Oh."

It sounds so good in my head. Something awful happens between my head and how it comes out of my mouth.  But on the stage recently, I screeched out, "I've been staying away from penii, and penii's been staying away from me-e-e-e."

Here's to taking chances.