I had a show in Covina, California last night.
Wait, what did I say? Covina? Where the FUCK is Covina?
EXACTLY MY POINT!
I decided in my head beforehand that Covina was a town that had no running water and ate their own young, alas I was wrong. They have lots of running water, that's how they flush the babies' bones and hide them from the cops.
Anyway, I took this gig and performed in the boonies of Covina, CA in a "yocal" bar. These venues are always great and terrible at the same time. The great part is no one has heard of me and/or my jokes before, so I'm brilliant and new- like a shining penny. The terrible thing is when I get off stage the audience has no boundaries and they feel like they can attack me verbally, emotionally and even physically. I have been very fortunate in all the nights I have been doing comedy that no one has truly hurt me but it is difficult standing on stage every-night with only a mic and a dangling wire to protect you when you "out" yourself in front of a crowd full of breeders. I have had shows where some of the audience has shut down on me as soon as I announce that I'm gay. My objective as a comic is to make people laugh not to upset them.
I made a lot of friends at last night's show and I would absolutely go back to Covina and that particular venue but I could go without the chanting of the word "LESBIAN" as I walk to my car at the end of the night.