Birthday

Birthday                                       1754

Sunday, September 18, 2005-2:32 A.M. (Monday morning)

Hello, my friends, and welcome back to my running narrative.  I hope you enjoy reading this journal and feeling what's on my mind.  I think, not to pat myself on the back, but I think I have an interesting life, at least at this point in time, and something worthwhile to say.  Of course, I could be wrong, but I'd be willing to gamble otherwise.

Today was Pamela's birthday...she's 34, and handling it well.  I drove home all night from Washington, D.C. to be with her today, and we had a nice, quiet day at home.  My overnight drive got me home around 10:00 in the morning, and she was leaving with our daughter for an all-day craft show, which gave me the opportunity to get some sleep.  I left D.C. around 1:30 in the morning, and except for a one-hour nap in northern Pennsylvania, I really hadn't slept, so I was exhausted.  The whole trip was about 500 miles total...a good day at the office.  She got home around 6:00, and we've had a nice day together so far.  We actually planned on celebrating Tuesday, but we started today.  So what, wanna fight about it?

My shows last night at Wiseacres were fun, but strange.  The attendance could've been better, but I like that room...it's very supportive of creative comedy, meaning I could feel free to riff a little and take chances, which I did.  Also, because Mike Diesel (the boss) is supportive of his local comics, the place is always jammed with guys hanging out, doing guest spots, rotating in the m.c. position, and I like that.  It's a very comfortable atmosphere.  I sold a modest amount of my comedy CD's and DVD's this weekend, a portion of which I am donating to the Red Cross for hurricane relief.  It's not a lot of money, but I figure a dollar here, a dollar there makes a difference.  The other day, I realized in a moment of clarity that if you have just one change of clothing, a clean shirt, pair of pants and underwear and clean socks to change into, you're better off than most of the residents of that city and what they have left.  Sometimes I take for granted what I have, and I'm trying hard not to make that mistake anymore.

So today I slept thorugh the Buffalo Bills' loss at Tampa Bay, which is fine with me.  I love the Bills, but I hate watching them lose...I always feel so powerless in the outcome, and that's not something I handle well.  I actually have a record going that the Bills have won their games 100% of the time when I've been  in attendance, which leads me to believe I should be going to more games.

I only have a couple of days to prepare before leaving for Omaha, Nebraska, so I'll keep this entry short.  Love one another, support others in what they do, and watch the dividends come back to you.  Cast your bread on the waters....

Ralph Tetta

Rochester, NY