Thursday, September 9, 2010

North For Self Worth

Wednesday September 8th, 2010 - St. Ignace, MI

   Talk about a change of scenery. Yesterday I left St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands where it was hot and everyone was sweating. Today I’m in St. Ignace, in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and everyone is wearing sweatshirts. It feels like it could snow at any minute.

   Right now, I’m glad I’m here. I need some time off from the ships to regroup and rest a little, both mentally and physically. Driving 560 miles seemed like a day off, as all I really had to do was sit and stare at the highway all day. I found it relaxing and am feeling good.

   Part of the reason is that I’m working with Kate Brindle. She’s always been a sweetie to hang out with and she just soothes me with her presence. She’s very different from me on almost every level, so maybe that’s why we get along so well. I don’t care, I just enjoy her company. We’re a good match onstage and off, and there won’t be any stress on this tour.

   Sometimes being in a car with another comic for a long trip can really get on someone’s last nerve. Bathroom schedules or smoking or choice of music or any number of tiny little details can conflict and grow into a major disagreement. Kate and I have always clicked.

   The show tonight was in the Kewadin Casino in St. Ignace, MI. It’s a beautiful building located right north of the Mackinac Bridge. I’ve been here before and the show is in their sports bar. Crowds are usually small but friendly, and that’s how it was tonight. We had a great show, and it felt really good to be back in an environment where I felt comfortable.

     I will say I was a little concerned to see three biker types sitting front and center, but not to worry. They were great laughers and kept it up from start to finish. Kate is a tall blonde who really looks great, especially when she dresses up for stage, so that could have been a big problem. Three bikers hooting and hollering in a small room could have ruined it all.

   It was good to air it out and have a great show just to put a little self esteem back on the table. I’ll admit, those shows on the ship really kicked me down pretty far. I thought I had lost my touch or something, but this proves I didn’t. I’ll just have to use a different tactic.

   I received a call from American Airlines telling me my luggage is still lost but they will keep calling me with updates until it’s found. I didn’t yell at anyone and that whole mess seemed like a world away, even though it’s still pretty recent. They’ll get it back when it’s found, and if it isn’t I’ll still go on with life. I really don’t need to let this cause me stress.

   There are way too many other sources from where it could come. My car made it all this way without a hitch or glitch, and I got to spend the day with a hot blondie who I can get along with without wanting to strangle forty miles into a trip. Oh yeah, they fed us too.

   This was a good day to take a breath and relax a little. My vibe is much better and I’ve got steady work coming up in the next few weeks that should be both fun and rewarding financially. This is the groove I want to be in constantly, and for a day it’s been a blast.

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