The first joke I ever wrote:

"So I see my friend Ruth didn't make it down here tonight. I guess the ruffie I slipped her worked.It is one thing to have a heckler and but its another when you gave them a ride to the show and your paying for their beer that they are now using against you! She will be fine. I will tell her she had a great time when I let her out of my trunk."

Ironically Ruth helped me write it but was not allowed in the place when I performed it, because in truth she was and is a heckler. This joke killed and that's how I was hooked.

I would go to the open mic every single week. My friends were bored with it after they all did their time baby sitting a nervous wreck down at the club. They told me I was on my own.

It forced me to walk into this place all by myself. ALL BY MYSELF! I really had some social anxiety going that I had to put on the back burner and step outside of myself to break trough. That is when I started my self hypnosis and my favorite positive affirmation "I am an interesting person. People are interested in what I have to say!"

I would say it over and over and over and over while I was driving, showering, thinking, talking. It was the usual response anyone in the house would get when speaking to me.

The first time I got recognized as some lady that was telling jokes was by a plumber that came to my house to remove the worlds largest hair ball from my shower. Uncomfortable yet flattering..

The man did not see me on stage until I was doing it for almost a solid year. He made me feel self conscience. Was he gonna think the jokes I wrote about him were funny? Here is my first Man joke I ever wrote:

"With these looks and a little bit of voodoo I got a boyfriend eight years younger than me. Yeah I have only been mistaken as his mother ONE time! No more breast feeding in public! I like to date younger men because they don't have the baggage the older ones have. Sure they come with a backpack, but who doesn't have a closet just throw it in.. Another thing is if you can find a man under the age of twenty five their brain aint done developing yet. You can get in there and mold the truth! My dude has been paying $150 gas bill for the past seven years.. We have never even had gas."

He liked it for the most part. In real life when I was mistaken as his mother, it was at Fred Myers. He was trying to purchase a rated M video game. The old and obviously senile lady behind the register said "Oh sweetie, I have gotta see your ID even if you are here with your mother." The nerve.