If there is one thing that I am not, it's a schmoozer. I don't feel the need to fake interest in people just to get slightly ahead in my career. There are plenty of other comedians who brown-nose their way into comedy clubs or TV but having my head shoved firmly up some promoters arse just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. In fact, the only reason that I would ever attend something as sycophantic as The Comedy Store 30th Anniversary Party is to make fun of it the next day in my blog. I'm glad I was turned away at the door.
Well. That's today's blog fucked then.