Reasons why I hate other comedians!

Hello there. That headline is gonna give you false hope if you reading this for juicy bits. I just thought it might stop people from looking away after 0 seconds if they saw that when they first looked at the page. I'm sorry that I've deceived you. No, no I'm not. So this weekend was something special. I made quite a bit of money at work and blew it at Jiffy Lube. I had to beak down and tell the guy who was putting 79 dollars here and there that I'm cheap and I really hate spending money on my car. So I walked out of there with only $122 in damages instead of whatever number he originally said that my eyes wouldn't allow me to see. He showed me the page of price and all I saw was porn (where the price should be.) That's my cheapness for ya. It's always looking out for my best interest. Spent the day watching Stand-up comedy specials all day. It makes for a good Sunday. I could watch Ron White all day long. As far as white comedians go in a black man's eyes, HE'S THE SHIZZEL. I would love to be as relaxed as him someday on stage. It was incredible for me to sit back in admiration to watch him now. But I feel that way a lot. Seeing the control and ease with which they go in and out of bits. Bring it back in case you forgot and then, right when you think that they've given you the best they serve up something else that's original and blow you away. By the way I have a confession to make. I watched an episode of Mind of Mencia. That's not the bad part, entirely. I caught myself not once but three times I laughed at a hack joke and knew it but fell victim to the man's charm. I'm sorry. I cut myself a little bit for every chuckle so I believe that counts for repentance. I think...
SO, this weekend believe that I will be watching Wiseacres to get a good show and see how it's done. Anyone that feels like joining please do. You'll probably find me in the back looking shy and suspicious. That's just how I roll. I will say this about networking. Sometimes it's so hard if your the slightest bit impatient. I won't drop names but someone told me I would be working at X on Y. Now that's cool with me cause I'm hungry like that, right? I'm not the type of person who gets a girls phone number and calls after three weeks to check up on her. I call that night. I'm not cool enough for that stuff. So naturally I'm constantly like "Hey how's that going?" Oh, it's going, just wait til X... That's how everybody treats me. The only reason that I remotely want people to think I'm funny is cause I want respect. Not like I'm the president of comedy or anything, just like "Hey, it's Tyler." That kind of respect. Almost everytime that I go somewhere new, like Jokes on Us comedy club, the same thing happens. Example: I walk in the club and have to say excuse me a million times for two people to slide and step on my shoes. Then they look at me like I don't belong. I hear people making jokes about the scrawny black guy who looks like a bitch(they might not be, but when I hear laughter that I haven't caused I assume it's about me. Cause isn't it. What else could they be laughing about, LIFE. C'mon.). Then I perform and am funny to some aspect. Then everything changes. All of the sudden people say hello, then want to see my penis. Big black guys come up to me and give me that "Hey man, that was funny, but I could still crush you though." Cause that's the best compliment that you can get from a muscular person. I think; it's the best I've gotten anyway. But I love earning that respect on some level. Even though I hate that it's always gotta go like that for me, I feel like I truly accomplished something by getting those kudos from people that wouldn't ordinarily give me the time of day.
And lastly, I read a lot of blogs throughout the day, kinda like Rory said in his blog today. I just want to point out that I have no say on the Blog Wars, cause I'm new. And for anyone thinking that they might find some kind of subliminal DISS to any other comic. Not gonna happen. If I want to say something to someone(other than Ms. Berrigher, in the past) I'll say it where everyone can't print it and expose me for the insecure man that I am. Thus, I don't say anything. It works for now, but someday when I'm more known in the area, THE SHIT WILL FLY! Oh it will fly. And you can keep tuning in from time to time to see how that goes. And is it just me or does not seeing your blog along with everyone else's make you feel like that kid who didn't get picked for the basketball team, over the retarded kid. Am I wrong? Nope. Bye ya'll we'll do this again real soon. Peace you three!