home at last, home at last!

four weeks on the road and i am home! man, that was a long one but on the other hand it was quite soul-satisfying since i think i reached new levels of comedy. each town got at least one MAGICAL show, those that reach far and above what i do on a nightly basis, where the audience and i are in a separate universe, cut off from the rest of the world and its cares, its problems, its worries and its responsibilities, where old material is done in new and improved ways and new material flows forth from my mouth with no pre-thought whatsoever. the "zone" as sport players call it. where i can do no wrong and every word, every phrase, every pause, every emphasis is just exactly perfect. when i have shows like these it is though i am, in a way, a part of the audience and what i am hearing is brand new to me as it is to them. when you have crowds that flat ass will not let you off the stage you know you are doing something right.

i am never so happy, never so fulfilled, never so one with the ONE as i am in these shows. they keep me alive and they keep me healthy. they restoreth my soul. they are when i am my fullest me. they are a reminder of why i do what i do and that i am doing what i am supposed to do. they are performance art, a word painting that is just for those ones in front of me at that time, never to be duplicated, a one of a kind show. magical and mystical, they will always remain in my memory and the memory of those who were there.

now that i have said all that, i am going to close this post and will start writing again every day about this or that or something in between.

go dodgers!