Maybe I’ve been watching too much comedy. I had a dream the other night that I went to an open mic and Dennis Leary was heckling all the newbies for being hack. “You can talk” I said “you copied half your shtick from Bill Hicks.” he told me to stop being such an asshole. The irony of which didn’t sink in until I awoke in the morning. I did a set last night. Wasn’t great, but it was nice to get more stage time. I did my first set up/punchline jokes, which probably went over the best. My Schrodinger jokes didn’t kill in a French Canadian city. I guess I could’ve picked that. It’s nice, I didn’t think myself capable of that kind of one-two punch style of writing, maybe I’ll try more of it. Still haven’t found a set I want to stick with, but gradually I’ll find something that works. I know I want to stop going back to the well of poo jokes, and I’ve gotta find a way to make this beta male stuff hit, ’cause I feel it has potential but just needs to be crafted in the right way. I’ve got time, Toronto should be great for that.
I’m kind of eager to get there. I love Montreal, but at the moment I feel like I’m drifting aimlessly here. I’ve met some cool people and I’m seeing a bit of them, but it sort of feels like I’m treading water. There’s nothing left that I really want to see, I’m tired of being a tourist and I want to start pushing myself towards creating a new life and home. I miss structure. I know I posted about how I want to get better at spontaneity (and I think I have put myself out there a little) , but I really do miss operating within a steady environment. I realise it’ll be a while before I get back to that, but it certainly won’t be the worst thing. Looking at jobs online, I still don’t know what I want to do. I’ve been looking at jobs involving writing with more fervour than I had been, this project filling my mind with foolish notions of some aptitude with the written word. NOT FISHING. May I repeat, I’m not fishing for compliments here. Any such compliments will be summarily rejected. This project is about development not validation. I don’t know if I’ve improved at all, mainly because I can’t be bothered trawling through the archives. But enough about me here. Ah, who am I kidding? Do I ever write about anything else?
Pokemon. Here we go. I’ve been working through my side project, photographing abstract things that remind me of Pokemon. It’s going well enough, but the amount of time I spend looking at water fixtures or flower beds in the hopes of seeing something is becoming somewhat disconcerting. Some old Jewish dude thought it peculiar that I was taking photos of his cluster of rubbish bins. He was right. I explained that I was archiving things that reminded me of a certain cartoon. He asked me if I was Jewish. I said yes and this seemed to appease him. I’m guessing it’s ’cause I was in a Jewish neighbourhood, but I’m hoping there’s some lesser known Jewish stereotype that I’m yet to discover centred around strange photo collections or adoration of waste vestibules. Or maybe Jews just fucking love Pokemon. I’m certainly not the exception.
I’m definitely ready to get back to a rigid fitness regime. I’ve been swimming 1-2 kilometres most days, but it just doesn’t feel like it’s giving me the workout that I need or want. Who knows if I’ll be able to find a viable (non cultish, yet affordable) crossfit box in Toronto? That’d be ideal, but if it’s gonna be $200 a month vs a reasonable $60 all purpose gym I’d be hard pressed to push for the extra intensity, especially if I’m gonna be unemployed. I’m sure things will chill out and my body will get back to normal once I resume cooking for myself instead of eating out all the time. Words can’t express how much I’m looking forward to achieving a sense of normalcy again. Also seeing past my belly when I look down.
So maybe I’m just boring, maybe I’m not the progressive, adventurous soul that I thought I was, but I think I’m more ok with that than I presumed I would be. It can be nice to ascertain the things you want around you and make an effort to put them in place. Right now I’m chomping at the bit to grab those building blocks and start arranging something awesome. Probably out of Lego. Structure with the potential for versatility. The best of both worlds. Like Hanna Montana.
I REALLY need a new reference for that saying.