Bunstan McFunkstan

Last night I did the Meadow Bar and rocked the set.

The last wee while I have been rocking the set farily consistently.

I am liking this I have to say, but I don't want to get all caught up in the ego massage, just trying to relate the actual experience, see last night the compere was a lady I know very well, and that was Keara Murphy, she runs a night in Edinburgh all year round called Absolute Beginners. Anyways, she hadn't seen my new act without the Speedos before and was really delighted to tell me I'd done really well etc etc gave me a big hug and all that.

Now here's the thing, y'see when I came off stage, I just ambled away down the stairs to get a drink, and there was a lovely young lady I got talking too, and we're at the bar chatting away, and all of a sudden Keara comes down after she's introduced the next act, and that's when she gave me big hugs, and that's when the whole conversation with the birdey num num kind of died. Gutted. Feeling smug tho cause I'd a great gig last night, it was fucking lovely, I was ramping upi the pressure, my time was perfect.

It's so much easier without the Speedo baby.

I'll try and get a link to a review:

I had my 36th birthday yesterday

I'm 36.

it's just a number, one below 37, which is apparently the number everyone picks when you say pick a number from 0 to 100. Even cooler than that tho, 37 is Cool Hand Luke's Number in prison.

So, I had a gig, drove up to the burgh on my birthday, had a few nice texts from chums and pals around the globe, reminding me that I have to remember to send my Dad a card as his birthday is next week and I always forget, despite having a handy reminder like a birthday every year.

I would have liked to get loads of pressies, but I would settle for just being happy. In the last six months I split with my girlfriend ( she kept the cats ), had a pretty horrible grievance procedure at work, moved house, and all the usual crap folk have to deal with, maniac clients aside, but all at the same time so it was pretty grim the last wee while in the house of Bunstan.

So last night I had a lot of that in my head, and was really worried about being funny, but I addressed it as soon as I went on, I made some incoherent blurb about being single again, and how the ladies are generally fuct in the head from the gentlemens' perspective, much as I love you in all your infinite guises, I do love female company, but yous are fuct in the head. Anyway so I got it out of my system and it was very funny, and I came off and had a choice word with my pal and comrade Daniel Webster, he'd been on a few comedians before me. So I gave Dan a lift home, then I drove home to Glasgow, and on the way I'm suddenly very very happy, that actually everything is ok, and I really believe it. And I mean BELIEVE it in a conscious way, not my usual happy go lucky way.

So birthday was a success. But generally I'd prefer to be selfish, and not stay sober and drive etc. But get completely steamboats and make romantic overtures to Irish Gypsies in The Buff Club, which is what I did earlier in the week. but that's another story.

ok folks, at huge request, here it is ok, my gig dates as "Jon Stanley" for the next wee while, and I will keep this updated for ya:

2008 - 27th Aug – meadow bar, Edinburgh
2008 - 30th Aug – meadow bar, Edinburgh
2008 - 05th Sep - Scottish Comedian of The Year Competition, Dunfermline
2008 - 09th Sep - Red Raw The Stand Glasgow
2008 - 06th Oct - Red Raw The Stand Glasgow
2008 - 13th Oct - Absolute Beginners, Mercat Bar Edinburgh