Comedy becomes an unreliable drug, one that sends you shooting to the moon or crashing into the fiery depths of hell.
When people ask me where I started doing stand up comedy and I say “Hawaii,” it’s always met with assumptive skepticism. They never relay it with actual words, but their raised brows and frowns gives me all the signal I need. I agree, it is an insane idea to perceive. How does one go to paradise and ultimately decide that telling jokes is a feasible way of life? It’s part perception, duration, and realization.