He wanted to do standup. Open mic comedy. Celebrity impressions leavened with humor. Johnny Cash, Bullwinkle, Frankie Valli, Stallone—a few dozen.
But there was a problem. In a word, fear. Tension while adding his name to the performers’ list. The waiting. Sometimes hours of suffering.
First time up, couldn’t handle it. Left before they called his name. A no-no. Unaware of this policy.
Another place. Name called. Ran out.
“Can I get an opinion of a celebrity impression I’m working on?” Outside Walmart.
Outdoor diners. Twelve in one fell swoop. Food courts. Bus terminals.
Now he teams with street musicians.