Dream

Last night I had a dream.

I went to an open mike and asked the guy if there was still room to go on.

"Sure, but you're the last comic so you'll be in the 'grind down'."

"What's that?"

"We have a sketch group that needs to go on. So you go on at the other end of the stage. You both do your acts at the same time and whichever one we listen to wins."

Tim Warner walked up next to me. "Wow," he said. "I'll trade with you."


I woke up and couldn't believe it had been a dream. Knowing comedy, I assumed it would HAVE ACTUALLY HAPPENED.