I was raised in church. My mother has been a devout christian for over 30 years. She's a minister. She thought I was going to be one as well. For a very long time, I thought it was my calling. I just knew I was going to end up in someone's pulpit preaching the Word of God. Of course, that didn't happen. I chose to speak truth in a different way. At times, I feel guilt. I often wonder if I made a mistake leaving church when I got older. I wondered if I had passed up my calling
I'm doing a lot of gigs now. That was one of the goals when I started to do stand up, so I'm excited about finally becoming a full time comic. A lot of venues and promoters pay in cash, but some write checks. There's nothing better than getting paid for doing something you love, but it does have some drawbacks. I'm starting to realize that people can't spell the name Brian for shit. I've been going through this my entire life, so you would think I would be used to it by now.
Are we no longer allowed to voice our opinions? Are we no longer allowed to critique things anymore? Why do we have to keep quiet about everything now? If I don't like something, I have to keep my mouth shut about it so I won't offend the people that do like it. Any disapproval about anything could very well land you in the hater zone. This ridiculous way of thinking has given people license to say or do whatever they want, even if it's complete garbage. People can put out te