Last night, I did an open mic* at the Metropolitan Room. There was leftover cheese from, I assume, another event. It was delightful – a spicy cheddar, dried apricots, crackers. I was a happy girl indeed.
*Open mic (NYC definition only, I have no idea what mics are like in other states): a generally soul-crushing evil in which a comic dishes out five minutes of premises in front of other comics for $5.00.
This mic, however, is a good one. The delightful Teresa DeGaetano runs it. She is upbeat, full of energy and a wonderful host. The hubs and I agreed that this would be our last week to hone material prior to co-headlining at Gotham on Saturday, 3/26. Next week it’s just rehearsing and polishing as needed.