So It's the second half of the show. The first half has gone superbly. Second half. Going well. Get to my monologue. Start great! What the heck??? How did I get here? 2/3rds of monologue gone??? Still keep going. Get out without being scathed, tared and feathered. Still laughs. Some like what??? There wasn't more???
Mental note...All of monologue would be nice. Maybe a few more laughs.

There's always tomorrow :)

up note: Okay just cause they paid doesn't mean diddly it was technically a dress rehearsal! Besides...sometimes when you reflect the light to the most inaccessible places you can find....and you still miss a spot.

Or in another's words:
Life is lumpy.

And yet another words:
Shit happens