I left my house at 4:30 this morning. I’m a little looped.
All I can say is that I’ve never been treated so well. If the staff keeps treating me like a human being instead of a comic – I might come to expect it. I might think the next time I don’t get fed and fussed over and put up in a junior suite – it’s not worth bringing the funny.
That’s a lie, I’ll be back to the dark bar gigs and crack hotels soon enough. It just hurts to know that there’s a better place for comedy than Clovis.