It's Just Business

I just went back and deleted the entire post I had written for today. I realized that you may not really care about some of the inner workings of the comedy business and the shabby way that yours truly is being treated by some of the "professionals" who run clubs. It seemed to me that it may come off a bit whiney of me to burden you with all of it, and hang a dark cloud over your weekend, so I won't.

I'm in a foul mood, and the more I try to write, the madder I get. I wish I were the kind of guy who could slap on a fake smile and go about my day shooting sunshine out my ass, but I'm not. The only thing I'm shooting now is venom. They say that karma is a bitch. If that's true, then some folks have one nasty, vindictive karmic bitch waiting for them.

For all our sakes, I'm going to say goodbye now. I hope you have a fantastic weekend. The weather in Chicago is going to be picture perfect, so I'm sure I'll be in a better mood soon. Don't forget to listen to Laura Hirsh and me, Sunday morning from 1-5am CST on WGN. I'm off now to plot out a little revenge, just in case karma is on vacation. Later...Brian