I am a person who is very easily amused.  I can just sit in the middle of a crowded place and stay there, taking in the activities around me.  Ironically enough, it takes a great deal of perfection before I can consider anything to be “funny”.  There must be wit, truth and something tangible behind the joke. 

And the timing of the delivery of the joke must be perfect.  One cannot just blurt out a joke to a crowd; one must listen and be in tune to the energy of the audience and wait for that precise moment when the audience is primed and ready for the punch line. 

It might seem like I’m asking for much but that’s just how it is.  After going to a couple of “stand-up” comedy shows from places like Punchline and Laffline I thought that the definition of Pinoy stand-up comedy was a couple of gay guys on stage, in full drag get-up, picking, teasing and flirting with the people in the front row.  Then of course they’d do what they do best and give out an earnest attempt at the high-pitched Pinoy songs. 

I found it sad that Pinoy humor always has to be laced with crudeness; where was the class?  Sure I enjoy the occasional slapstick comedy but come on.  It was only funny the first three hundred times it was performed. 

But last night when I went to see The Comedy Cartel’s show at Spicy Fingers last night.  Needless to say, I was not disappointed.  It truly was an awesome night.

I hate to cut it short but I have to stave off sleep now.  Part two tomorrow.