I, performer…

The Fray Cafe was a lot of fun. At the urging of Michael, I signed up for the open mic.
To heighten the butterflys in my stomach, I ended up getting on stage at the end of the night when everyone was tired. I told the story of Zoe’s fever due to the cooties. The story was quick and I got a few laughs, but I’m not sure how well everyone liked it.
It’s late, and I need to sleep.