On paper, it might seem neat to have a comedian at your party/reception/whatever. Your guests gets some yucks, and people love laughing, right? Well, no.
In the film Walk the Line, my favorite moment is when Johnny Cash auditions for Sam Phillips.
Every so often—or every day, depending on the thickness of your personal skin—I write, say, or post something that offends someone.
What makes you, a nobody, think you can do this on your own? Why are you ignoring the powers that be?
“No one scouts open microphones looking for talent anymore. All that matters is how many Twitter or Instagram followers you have.”