Sam Beats the Frog

The Frog is defeated.

Last night I managed for the first time to survive on a gong show. It was a great feeling to hear the winner's music for a change, instead  of "I'm a loserrrrr, so why don't ya kill meeeeeeee".

But the best thing of all was to hear the laughter. It wasn't a full house but there were over 200 people there which made for a good atmosphere.

I used some of the usual material but sharpened it up a bit and was pleased with how it went. I did: Prison; Buddhism; Catholic School; and Boob Jobs.

It was exciting to do some Buddhist stuff as this is something I want to work more into the act. It went down really well. The Boob Jobs routine went down a storm - I thought one woman in the front row was going to have to be carried out. It may be puerile, but hey, it works. Some people think it's old fashioned - I prefer to call it postmodern.

I didn't win the clap off - in fact I my applause level was fairly underwhelming. But I comfort myself with the fact that I was on first and after eleven acts, two hours and several pints, most people had probably forgotten me.

It was also nice to have my mate Manjunaga in the audience.