Sappiness

Well, we're back in Los Angeles and I never thought I'd think of this place as "home." Don't get me wrong, Boston will always be my real home but I guess L.A. has become where we actually live. This is where my routine resides now. So many people, back East, have been asking me how it is out here and I say the same thing to everyone. "I love it." I guess Randy Newman is right. For some reason it's always difficult to go back. The friends I miss are there, the people I love but can never spend time with are there, and all the old nostalgia wraps around my heart like a hundred and fifty pound anaconda. It can be difficult.

I don't want to be misleading because I had a great time. I got to see friends and family. Also, we had several great shows and I'm always amazed that people actually come out to see us. One show, at Improv Boston, had about a hundred people and we performed at the Somerville Theater to a crowd of eight hundred or more. (It was insane.) There are just some things that'll always make the return home tough. I guess it's always hard to move on.

I'm also astounded at how much things stay the same in a completely new city. I once read a detective fiction novel where the private eye/ protagonist talked about having hunted a man who left his wife and family behind. He said the man was unhappy with his life so he disappeared and moved a few states away to start another life. When the detective finally found him he was living the exact same life that he had been, only in a completely different place. He even had a new family. I guess we get accustomed to our routines. For me it's all comedy, all the time. Back in Boston, I used to love riding on the Train to our gigs at the Comedy Studio on Friday nights. Out here, we ride our bikes to most shows and I couldn't be happier about it. (I ride my bike everywhere, for that matter, but that's another blog.)

It was great to see everybody. Most days I've gotta try to forget about Boston so I won't be a sad goof all day. My plan, as always, is to turn things around out here. We all have little plans to be a better person or be more productive. Well, I'd like mine to start now, please. I woke up at 8:30 am today. (No credit goes to me. Eastern Standard.) Hopefully, I can keep that streak alive for a week or so. My plan is to change the routine. I've been uncomfortable with mine for a while. "What's mine?" You say... Laziness. I want to work on it and today's the day.
-Chris