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7/27/07 Why the hell am I awake and typing at 3:10 am? I should be sleeping...but alas, my mind is still wide awake. This has been a pattern for me as of late; I just don't fall asleep until late and I wake up late. I've been a big night owl lately. Tonight I was out with Dawn and we saw my buddy, Erik in a play. He was really good and it gave me a bit of the acting jones that I haven't had for awhile. That's why I like doing Skippy; it's a character that I get to play. It's the closest thing to acting that I do now. And speaking of which, Skippy has been killing lately. I mean there are people who are talking about it...trust me, in "the business", that's a good thing. He went up last Wednesday, both shows, and it was great. You can see some pictures from that night on "his" myspace: www.myspace.com/skippygreene. I'm really excited about that character. Not too much else to report...you know what, I'm really tired now. It's hitting me...drifting...sleep time...night. Oh, but before I go, here's two cool pictures:
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7/21/07 Tonight was one of those nights where I had that realization again that I am a really good comedian. I'll tell ya what happened. Towards the end of my show I plug my CDs and I have a little schpeel (that's hebrew for 'speech') about it. Well some guy yelled out, "If you sign it, I'll buy it." And immediately my brain went into improv mode and I said, "Ok", and repeated what I just said but I 'signed' it with my hands; like I was doing sign language. The place went nuts and I had this surge of pride and giddiness. I thought to myself, "Wow, that was so clever and so quick. Mother fucker, I'm a really good comedian." Anyways, I could go on about the shows, but I would only be repeating myself as far as the great crowds and the great shows. So I'm just going to unwind and sleep. So...how was your night?
7/19/07 Yeah, so I got a call at the last minute to work this week with Pablo and of course I jumped on it. It's weird, I thought my set tonight was just ok, but I got nothing but wonderful compliments from the people at the show; thanks again everyone. Anyway, I'm going to finish the movie and go to bed...it's raining hard here. I actually like it; it's fun to fall asleep to. Night. Just wanted to say hi. :)
7/16/07 I know what you're all saying now, "Flip, where the fuck is the video!?" Well stop yelling you dick, here it is:
Well???? Yeah, it's filthy, I know. But c'mon, that's part of Skippy's charm, right? Oh, just an FYI, that show was done in front of a full crowd...some of whom were teenagers, as I'm sure you can tell from the "Ewww" when I did the 'Brooke Shields' joke. Kids...no sense of humor. And that was my friend Dawn as Lemon Lynn. And just to be equally insane, we created a Lemon Lynn Myspace Page. I know, but what the fuck, right? Oh, and this is a close up of me in the make-up, again, Brian did an amazing job. Well, not too much else to report. I desperately need to re-order my Superdork! CDs and get the new ones made. I'm still waiting for the graphics to be done; I think it's going to look great. I really want them all to be done by the time I go to Europe...which is only a month away. Holy shit, that's insane. I'm touring Europe for a month! Life is weird. Hehehehe. Well, I'm going to get going...night all.
7/13/07 First of all tonight was also the first time I had full prostetics done as Skippy, and that made an amazing difference. I'll post pictures soon. I can't thank Brian enough for doing the make up. It was fucking brilliant! Seriously Brian, thank you beyond words. Also have to thank Henry for writing and recording the music for the new Skippy song. The song killed beyond anything like I thought it would. I have video of it that I'll post soon. And finally I have to thank my good friend Dawn for coming on stage with me and being Skippy's new sidekick, Lemon. I haven't performed with someone as Skippy since Kyle and I did the show a few years ago. So as much as I felt that the duo thing could work, I was still a bit nervous. But she was so fucking great. She learned her part of the song in no time and was so good as the character. I'm just so walking on air right because of how well everything came together. It's just so fucking cool that this character has become what it is...and this is only the beginning. I really feel that I tapped into something special and unique. I just need more people to see it. I was talking to Dawn tonight about how weird it is that Skippy developed from this stupid idea 11 years ago and it grew into this real, fleshed out character. This tangible thing that is not only real now, but also so well received. The only word to really describe it is rewarding. It's just so fucking rewarding that hard work does pay off. Oh, and I will also be having a new item for sale. I have DVDs of the Skippy Greene show from a few years ago. It's called "Skippy Greene: We Laughed..." and it stars me and Kyle. It'll be available soon for sale. Wow, this has become the Skippy blog, hasn't it? Woo, I really need to get some sleep, but the adrenaline is still flowing. Not to mention that I still have some of the make up glue on my face, so it's hard to shut my eyes when they're being forced open by glue. OK, I'm going to force myself to sleep now, so I'll talk to you guys later. Night.
7/8/07 Have you ever felt torn? Just pulled in two different directions and you don't know which way is the way to go. I mean each way has their plus's but also their minus's. I'm in that limbo place now, like I don't know what to do. I'm lost. And what also fucks me up is that I'm the kind of person who seems to see almost every situation like it's a moment from an 80s movie. (Again, no shock there) Like my mind is in a constant 80s movie because that's what I was brought up on. So sometimes, instead of just seeing a moment and going with it, I ponder what Ralph Macchio or John Cusack would say. I try to think of the right thing to say or do as opposed to just being me. I guess that most people chose thier words carefully, but sersiously, do most of you wonder what Lloyd Dobbs would do? "Hm...should I just wait to see what happens or stand underneath her room with a big boom box playing 'In Your Eyes'? Hm...?" No, if you do that you won't end up with the girl, you'll end up in jail with a restraining order. Why couldn't 80s movies tell the truth? You know, like show the guy pining for the girl and instead of the happy ending, you just see the girl say: "Look, you're a great friend but that's it. Sorry. Deal with it." Nope, never had it that way. Fuck you John Hughes! Or what about school. They show the nerds getting the revenge on the jocks. Well..actually, I kinda believe in that one. I mean I did acheive quite a bit compared to a lot of guys from my school. Ok, that one I'll give Mr. Hughes...or whoever it was that made Revenge of the Nerds. I dunno people; seriously, does anybody know what you're supposed to do in life? Nope, I don't think so. I guess you're supposed to deal with whatever comes your way and learn from it, honestly, that is how I really feel. But there are just so many other things in life that confuse and frustrate the fuck out of me. I don't want to sound like a wiener, and I know that spouting my feelings on such a public forum might not be the smartest thing to do, but I just can't seem to piece it together. Why are some things easy for some people but hard as hell for others? By the way, I have a feeling that this blog is very disjointed and it jumps from thought to thought without any segue; deal with it. I'm on a stream of conscious roll. :P Why are some people lost in their job but have a great marriage, while others have a great job but suck at relationships. Why do some people have all the money in the world without ever working for it and are miserable, while others work 14 hours a day for a small wage, yet they are happy? Why are some people able to have multiple orgasms in one night, while others have to think of dead chipmunks to keep from blowing their wad too soon....Ooo, may have gone a bit too far on that last one, huh? Fuck, I'm just confused, I guess that's the point. I just wish I knew some answers. Actually, I think I might know my answer. I think it all comes from knowing who you are and what you want. And, above all, being happy with who you are. I mean I love who I am, but there are still small things about me that I need to work on. Everybody has those things, and we all should work on that. OK, I'm still a bit buzzed so before I open up anymore to you guys, I'm going to call it a night. And please don't think that I was writing all of this to garner sympathy or anything like that; I was just thinking out loud. But I hope you enjoyed this brief peek into my mind. It's fucking scary, isn't it?
7/7/07 A lot is going on right now, but most of it is hush-hush...so hush. The new CD is about to get produced, it is going to be called: Flip Schultz: Just A One Mic Stand....clever, no? Hey, I gotta go, my friend is crashing at my place and I'm keeping her up with my "clicking", so I'll get back at you later.
7/1/07 I was in the middle of writing when this hit me too; that really pissed me off. I'm writing something now that I'm excited about but I'm just having trouble finding a groove. Sometimes when I write it just flows out of me; like I can't stop it. This time it's more of an effort. I'm hoping to find that rhythm soon. So what else is going on? Skippy went up last night at the Improv. It was a great show, but afterwards a man came up to me and, from what I gathered, was offended. He was a black man and when I asked if he was a comic, he said, "No, I'm irate." It was awkward. I'm assuming I know what offended him in the show, but you know what, when you come to a comedy club, (especially on a midnight show) you should know that the show will be a bit dirty. Plus, in Skippy's intro, I make sure the host says, "If you are easily offended, you should leave because his act is bluer than a Smurf's pussy." And if you're sticking around after that; then be prepared. Shit, I want to type some more, but I'm feeling so shitty now. I'm going to cut this short now. Night...er, afternoon.
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