Blue Morning, Blue Day
Friday, February 11, 2005-12:56 PM
Well, last night it was baby Harmony 1, parents Pam and Ralph 0. Harmony woke up in the middle of the night, around 2:30 I want to say, and led us on a rocket ride of crying and inconsolable babbling until about 5:30 in the morning. I am whupped. Pam will return in about an hour, at which point I'll make my 4 hour drive to Broadalbin, NY, with a little less than an hour to get ready for the 7:00 PM early show. I don't anticipate any weather or traffic problems, as the forecast is for clear skies and the NYS Thruway usually doesn't have any problems.
And in the "Ain't That A Kick In The Head" department, the day before yesterday I had received a call from Fat Katz Comedy Club in Utica, NY, looking for a comic to headline their Thursday show. Of course, I said I wasn't available because I had the big show in Broadalbin yesterday. I used the opportunity to turn the club on to my buddy Steve Burr who has started closing some comedy venues across the country, so he managed to reel in the gig. I'm sure he did well, I hope the club drew some numbers last night despite the nasty weather Upstate New York experienced yesterday afternoon.
That's a lesson that I try to teach the younger guys in the business; the work generally comes from other comics. People always ask, "Do you have an agent? Who finds you work?" The answer is other comics are usually the ones to put a hungry squirrel on the path of the elusive paying gig nut. I had a week of work fall out next week, and with one conversation with comedy buddy Mike Dambra, he put me on the trail of Danny Liberto of the Comedy Company who was nice enough to provide two fallout gigs that practically replaced all the money I was going to make, and with a shorter drive to boot. God smiles on the undeserving wretch, too, it seems, and I am thankful.
OK, I'm going to start packing now and see if I can't make this short day a little longer by moving it along. Updates will follow if I can get to a computer on Saturday afternoon, and if not, you'll have to wait until Sunday morning.
Brush your teeth, say your prayers, and never curse your baby for keeping you up all night; it's just what they do. They are still, at the end of the day, divine gifts of God's love.
Ralph Tetta
Rochester, NY
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