Why are blogs meant to be forgotten? by Joseph Palumbo

Real Life vs. Virtual

Every blog is conceived with the best intentions, but all too easily they fall by the wayside. It's too easy to live passively as a consumer rather than live actively as a producer. 

But even then, it's such a challenge in this new world of social media to be both present and active in the real world while stopping to update the virtual one. Tonight at dinner, at Schilos, I kept stopping to tweet and take pictures of what was going on around me because that's what I see so many people doing, but it kept me from being engaged with my family in the present. 

Always kind of a tough one, to figure out the balance. 

 

I'm frustrating my wife by Joseph Palumbo

I've been married to Elizabeth for over 12 years now, though we've been together for over 20 years. She's my writing parter. While I'm good at writing basic joke structure, setup + punch, she's the master at adding short, zippy tags. 

Tonight we went for a walk. I was going over my 15 minute set with her, telling her about some new jokes I wrote and how I streamlined others. As always, She added a few strong tags to the mix. She proposed changing the order of the jokes. She explained that by swapping jokes (putting one in front of the other) it would be a better build up to the now second joke. 

We worked through this and at the end of the day it required too many words to segue between the two in the new order. She explained that despite the words, it was still a stronger order. I told her she was probably right, but my experience over the last month writing and delivering shorter, setup + punch jokes on stage has proved to me that one of the immutable laws of comedy is e as ruthless as possible when eliminating the words between setup and punch, and between punchlines in sequential jokes. 

She pleaded her case again. And once again I explained that the proof was there. Even though the build up was good, I feel more comfortable saying fewer words on stage. 

Why post this one my blog? Because I've been a writer all my life. Up to now I've had the luxury of writing things and then sending them out into the world with little to no repercussion if it wasn't good. Now, when I write something bad or poorly structured, I'm forced to say it in front of a room full of people that will determine in a second or two if it is funny. A much different situation, to say the least. 

Really, the purpose of this post is to tel my wife, Liz, and her sick sense of humor for helping me with my act. 

A house divided... by Joseph Palumbo

This a strange time to be an American. I never seen our country so divided. It breaks my heart, really. And I'm sure our Founding Fathers would be heart broken as well to see us seething at each other from the farthest ends of the ideological spectrum. 

Half of this country supports a megalomaniacal narcissist who uses 3rd grade grammar to cyber bully his opponents when he's not over sexualizing every women around him. 

The other half supports one of the most powerful women in the country. A card carrying member of the 1% who panders to middle America with a "I'm one of you" persona. 

For the sake of our country, I hope Kanye and Taylor Swift patch things up soon. I don't know if America can take much more of this.