I'm a student of stand-up comedians. My most recent story publication ("You're a comedian? Me too," Solstice, Spring issue) deals with a 1950s stand-up comedian who's suddenly transported onto a 2025 stage--with his 1950s material in hand ("Women drivers, mothers-in-law, et. al.). The jokes are misogynistic, original to me, and funny (trust me when I say I'm not bragging).



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The book was not bad. But it could be with one more re-write.
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P.P.P.P.P.S. Oh, and you'll need to buy me a guitar.
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