Excited about 2009!

I'm really excited about 2009.

I'm scared too. Actually there is a fine line between the feeling of excited anticipation and the feeling of totally crapping yourself, isn't there?

Last year was all about seeing if I had the bottle to get on stage and try and make people laugh. To my (and almost everybody else's) amazement, not only did I have the guts - I actually enjoyed it! In fact I bloody loved it.

What could be better than roars of laughter rolling over you like waves on a sun-kissed beach or than walking off-stage to the sound of cheering strangers?

And what could be more of a gut-strangling horror, than hearing the sound of your best gags clanking leaden on the ground as a baffled audience stare back in silence?

And what could be more stimulating than a slanging match with a hundred hecklers on your Comedy Store debut?

Not much, I reckon.

I have absolutely loved my stand-up adventure so far. But 2008 was only the prologue. 2009 is Chapter 1. 50 gigs. 50 chances to soar with the eagles or die on my sorry arse. 

Here I come! Armed with nothing but a microphone, a gob, and my own fevered imagination. Bring it on!