I went to another open mike tonight. I was Da Bomb. Or, if you want to be anal about it, I bombed. My subconscious must have expected I was going to suck because I forgot to record my act, a mistake that saves me from having to burn the tape afterwards. Midway through my act, I thought, "This is really rough. I better skip the new stuff and go to the A material." Then I thought, "This is my 4th time on stage. I don't have any A material." I used to be annoyed at comics who took up their set lists with them on stage, but after forgetting two of my bits, I may take mine up with me next time.
Although I didn't do well, I'm still glad I went. The more experience, the better.
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