Who the fuck is this guy?
Well earlier today, I was wallowing in self pity, much like an old fat pig after eating a galvanized metal trash can full of left over chow hall food from Camp Schwab, Okinawa, when I recalled a conversation with a comic I’ve an enormous amount of respect for.
Oh Yeah baby!
I had brought up to the young man with wild hair how I had to get my notepad ready to take notes on the open mic we were attending this evening when he said something which struck me. He said, “Yeah, I notice it doesn’t take much to impress you.” I realized at this moment, he had the wrong impression about what was going on with my open mic updates. In fact, probably a complete misinterpretation of my whole objective for my site here at TommysHideout.Com.
I also realized, there was no reason why he wouldn’t understand the whole point of my lil shit pit of comedy that I’ve been so feverishly hacking upon for the last few months. So, I figured I’d go ahead, try and elaborate a little bit ’bout why I made this site. Why I’m at 2+ open mics a week, writing 7 days a week, endlessly tweaking the website, and working 40+ a week making more greenbacks then I ever thought I would and certainly more then I’m worth! If you tire of this discourse the simple version is this, I’m crazy, not in the certifiable way, in the slowly self destructive way. Probably like many of you reading this at this very moment, right here and now. See we do share at least one thing in common!
So it all started back in the May of 1968 when a little sperm made its way through an amazing journey and I was hatched, sorry mom, I promise I didn’t think too much about the journey, really! LOL ok too far… But really, I have been interested in comedy I dunno probably for as long as I can remember, but the first time I wanted to attempt stand up was when I wore out my Eddie Murphy Delirious tape. Unfortunately, I was raised in a way which discouraged artistic endeavors and focused more upon going to church 5 times a week, speaking in tongues, giving 10 percent of anything I made to the church, and burning anything like a dungeons and dragons book and certainly my Eddie Murphy tape. So I fucking ran away, the best way ever, I joined the United States Marine Corps and never looked back.
The journey from the Corps to today is much more involved than I can delve into. I’ll just say I never really believed in myself enough to actually throw something creative out there, my own attempts at making something funny. I’d done stories around the bong, beer, and parties, but still had never attempted to pursue it seriously. I did, however, feel I could write well enough to submit an idea and become the first Big Brother Examiner on Examiner.com. Yay. From there, I tried it on my own with realitypit.com which was fabulously unsuccessful. I’ve since just forwarded that site to tommysunshine.com. I never had the ability to keep pushing with my writing, I never really cared enough about the writing to put forth the amount of effort a site like these needs.
Fast forward to this last winter, I was really hating my life, I’d been wanting to try stand up, I’d failed at getting on a reality show I am obsessed with and which unbelievably is something I still have a burning desire to accomplish and I hated my job. I was ready to just quit and go back down south. But, I said fuck this, I have a job that pays way too much with great insurance, why the fuck do I put myself through this misery and I went to see a shrink!
Before I went to the shrink, I had started doing a podcast slash web show, the ,”What is the Name of this Show Show,” with my buddy Scott, its terrible! Scott had done two years of comedy in Boston. He had actually started with Joe Wong, back in the day. But he only did two years while Joe, obviously did a bit better. So he got me all on fire to try out comedy too. But the thing about Scotty boy? He sucks when it comes to moving forward in life. He just goes in circles, over and over and over again, he just kept sayin next week, next week, next week, and I kept going crazy. So back to the shrink.
He said, ”well why do you keep wasting your time writing about reality tv? You might as well write about winning a lottery! Why not make Tommy’s Comedy Pit instead of the Reality Pit?” And that very day I registered the domain and began working on it. Oh, he also said, you have ADD, you might try and take something for that. I did start taking meds, but I still did not attempt stand up. The doc kept nudging me that way, but see, me and Scott had this plan to do a duo act. Scott would always have something else to do, though and finally I said fuck it, I’m going. He showed up the first night, but that was it. I’ve been goin ever since that first night with Scott on 6/26/11. First night alone was 6/29/11 at the Stadium Club in Quincy.
Now, onto what my point in doin these stand updates is, wow what a long post, sorry 
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My whole objective in my stand updates is simple. I am trying to document my attempt to break into stand up and become a stand up comedian. I have no idea if this will ever become successful. I believe in myself and my abilities, but I am also a realist and I know that I don’t get what I want, just ‘cuz. So I am attempting to do everything possible I can in an effort to give myself and everyone around me, every possible advantage when it comes to success.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m going to blow smoke up your ass about anyone, but I will not criticize a comic at an open mic unless he’s obviously being a fucking asshole. I will be critical upon myself, because the updates are truly just for me to gauge my improvements, shortcomings, good things, and bad. At the same time, I feel I should attempt to say anything nice about the folks I meet at these things. I feel it is not my place as such a comedy n00b to criticize anyone. If I don’t think its funny I won’t mention it, but I will try and bring up anything I feel which is good about even the worst performance.
Just don’t think I’m out here to critic folks, I’m just out to have fun and learn while I’m at it!
I will say this though, I do think there are a lot of huge attitudes and better than thou dumbass mother fuckers who troll various digital venues out this way. Really… Really I do.
But if ya don’t like what is goin on here at the pit, vent it out or leave. I don’t mind which option you take. I’ve got forums, I’ve got comments, no-one uses either, don’t be afraid to be the first 
About the Author
Tommy Sunshine Tommy Sunshine works full time making about $420.00 annually changing oil and filters and doing some crygenic magic for the man who tries to keep him down. He trys to be a comic, but he's very new and he sucks, really bad. Oh, and he hates marriage, he doesn't care if its gay marriage or straight marriage, its fucking stupid. I would love to get a comment!
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I enjoy reading your posts Tommy sunshine. Stick with it!
Hey thanks Steve! I appreciate it more then you know… Cya soon!