Be assured I have hardship, strife, aggravation, money
troubles, stress, and mother-fuckers in my life. However, I’m going to share some good stuff.
My Facebook friend Danielle Ryer works at a college radio
station.
https://www.facebook.com/Danielle.Ryer
She tends to focus on mental health and wanted to include some of my comedy. I’ve been a social worker, a teacher, a daughter, a granddaughter, a mom, a friend, and a person in pain, so mental health is definitely something I care deeply about. When my comedy can help, I am thrilled. Slightly over a minute here:
https://www.facebook.com/Danielle.Ryer
She tends to focus on mental health and wanted to include some of my comedy. I’ve been a social worker, a teacher, a daughter, a granddaughter, a mom, a friend, and a person in pain, so mental health is definitely something I care deeply about. When my comedy can help, I am thrilled. Slightly over a minute here:
I performed at Otto’s Shrunken Head and at MNN since my last
blog
entry.
My Divorced Divas of
Comedy show on 9/30 went well at Cornelia Street
Café. Debbie Bazza, Rhonda Hansome, and Taffy Jaffe
joined me in delivering a very fun show to a wonderful audience.
This Friday, 10/12, I am scheduled to be on Aaron Smith’s
podcast, “Aaron Smith Can’t Lose” somewhere between 7pm and 9pm.
The following Friday, 10/19, I am on the line-up for a comedy
show in
Brooklyn. Come on over.
I did background work on the new show “Manifest.” Seems like an
interesting show. I watched the first episode.
I did a scene for an NYU student where I played a homeless
woman (see
previous blog entry). It wasn’t
for money, but it is good to exercise my acting skills and to show range.
I did receive my first unemployment check. It allowed me to eat and pay
one small
bill.
Friends have taken me out to dinner a few times, some from the
job where I was let go. From what I’ve
heard, the sleaze factor is very high there now. I’d have never lasted. I can’t spend my days being part of sleaze
just to earn a barely adequate paycheck.
However, being unemployed at this point in my life is scary.
On my way to Broadway Comedy Club on Friday night, a former
student
entered the train. We sat
together and talked. He may not realize
this, but he made me feel good. He said,
“What? How could they get rid of perfection?”
He may not have academic excellence, but he has innate awareness. A long time ago, he was my math student. I eventually promoted him. One day his teacher had to be out, and I took
that class combined with my class. Many
in the other class were former students of mine. It was like a reunion. On the break, this guy and I smoked a
cigarette together and talked. He told
me I should move up with them and continue to be their teacher. I smiled.
I told him that when a new bunch of nervous people enters the program, I
need to be there for them. He thought
for a while. Then he said, “You should
stay where you are. ‘Cause if you were
at the top, we’d never get there.” And that is his intelligence.
It’s too bad that those with all kinds of degrees don’t see
what he can
see. Working with the
educated to help those in need of education has been a sad and eye-opening
experience. Those who are often in
charge do not understand the people they are professing to help. They let go of the people who do.
Not sure I can find the funny, but I try.
