The skit show with my jokes and my skit in it happened last night, and it was fab.

The audience laughed like hell. The performers were frigging brilliant. They got every bit of comedy out of the skits, plus some they came up with themselves. Everyone had a great time and the whole thing was a smashing success.

Got lots of laughs with my skit, which is linked here.

Still wish I could have rewritten it one more time. Make it less verbose. I think I get carried away with the fun of playing with words and forget that these are things actual live human beings are going to have to say.

Oh, and here are the desk jokes of mine that got used in the “News” skit :

3. Hundreds of people are coming forth saying Donald Trump doesn’t pay his bills. Top psychologists agree this is because Trump suffers from a psychological condition known as “being an asshole”.

 

14. A Russian charity was horrified that the pamphlets they ordered did not say “Do good!”, as intended, but instead said “Exterminate Beavers”. The charity is refusing to distribute the pamphlets out of fear of sparking a war with Canada.

 

18. The city of Montreal has recently enacted a ban on pit bulls, sparking international outrage. The organization behind the ban released the following statement : “Meow. “

I thought that we were all getting five of our jokes into the skit, not three, but I am guessing that seeing as 5 jokes times 18 students equals 90 jokes total, the number of jokes per student had to be lowered in order to make the skit a more manageable size (54 jokes).

Actually, that still seems like too many jokes. I mean sure, the jokes are very short, but to me it feels more like there were around 30 jokes.

Hmmm. I hope that doesn’t mean some people had none of their jokes make it.

Anyhow, the point is, people laughed at the jokes, and that’s a good thing. I am one funny dude. It was a very affirming to know that I can write desk jokes as well as skits. From what Jackie says, there’s a lot of work in that field because talk shows need to have roomfuls of writers to come up with enough good jokes for a monologue.

And that kind of work sounds pretty fun, but pretty competitive too. I would really have to hone my skills if I wanted my jokes to make it into to monologue.

And I would very. very much want that.

Come to think of it, it’s like how badly I want my short film (whatever teh fuck it ends up being) to be one of the ones that gets produced.

I have never considered myself to be a highly competitive person, but then again, there has never been something I really wanted on the line either.

So I am not competitive so much as I am very, very greedy, and when there is something I want bad enough, I am determined to be the first little piggy at the trough.

Plus, I might not be competitive but I am definitely ambitious. The sky is the limit as far as I am concerned, and seeing as my ultimate dream is to be the next Disney, I think it is safe to say that I am aiming for the stars.

Which means the sky is not the limit after all. Hmm.

Anyhow, that brings us to the sticky question of just what I am willing to do in order to get what I want. It’s a question that is easy to ignore when you are not in direct competition with others. It’s very easy to imagine that you would be a saint and never do anything even remotely unethical in order to get your way.

But most people’s lives to include the sort of competition that we in the entertainment arts have to face. The sad truth is that it’s a buyer’s market for writers, actors, and so on. For every opening there are a hundred or more people with stars in their eyes and dreams in their hearts ready to do whatever it takes to make those dreams come true.

So I have to ponder the issue of what I will do to get ahead. I know, without a doubt, that will compete as hard as I can by making my stuff as good as I can, no problem. I don’t care if that means I outshine others to the point where they disappear from view. Tough titties, losers. I win.

And I am pretty certain I would be willing to use at least a portion of my power of diabolical deviousness to get ahead. Figure out ways to get close to decision makers and ingratiate myself with them. Maybe figure out the competition’s creative weaknesses and make sure my stuff is good in those areas.

But when it comes to actively hurting others by trying to sabotage them… I dunno. I think I could only do it if it had been done to me first by the person. If that was the case, I would say to myself “Oh, so that’s how you want to play” and then it’s freaking ON.

And I am pretty sure that I can be crazy dangerous if my ire is aroused. I am one of those people for whom anger does not necessary cloud the mind. In fact, it can focus it into a deadly laser that strikes the heart of my enemies as if their defenses weren’t even there.

But I don’t want to have to go to such dark places. I don’t like that side of myself and I would rather not encourage it. I would prefer to be a nice, sunshiny, happy dude who gets ahead via charm, talent, and carefully applied sycophanty.

The idea is to support other people’s egos, but not in a way that makes you seem weak, servile, or grossly dependent.

In other words, support their ego without losing their respect.

I think I can handle that.

I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.

Oh, and P.S. : looks like there’s a lot more of you out there than I thought. I checked the stats for this blog and it looks like I am getting 90 visitors a day, mostly via Google.

So um…. hi everybody! Don’t forget, if you like this entry, you can always read all the previous entries via the calendar on the right hand of the screen.

And thank you!