From a couple of years back, but my feelings haven’t changed… I love you dad!
“Mark Ewing, THREE MINUTES!” This was the last warning. I had to be ready. This is it! If I don’t make it through this one, I’m going home with nothing. I have to make this one really count. I ran my entire set through my head. I don’t know why, because I’ve been rehearsing it all day, and I’ve done this particular bit for the entire last year of my comedy tour. It’s only 90 seconds… Agghh… I gotta remember to watch that countdown clock. I can be disqualified if I go over my time… Holy cow, am I nervous!
I peer around the corner, and for the first time I can see the theater. I can see a few of the audience members, but there’s not enough space for me to see the judges. Maybe that’s a good thing. I’d be even nervouser… Is that even a word? …
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