<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276</id><updated>2011-08-22T06:34:35.245-07:00</updated><category term='Acting'/><category term='ingrate'/><category term='revenge'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='education'/><category term='funny'/><category term='cry'/><category term='God'/><category term='production'/><category term='actors'/><category term='comics'/><category term='light'/><category term='bitch'/><category term='party'/><category term='abuse'/><category term='Film'/><category term='happy'/><category term='school'/><category term='Catholic'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='late'/><category term='survival'/><category term='Drugs'/><category term='time'/><category term='glory'/><category term='Brokerage'/><category term='Jewish'/><category term='Geofff'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='moan'/><category term='whiner'/><category term='Governors'/><category term='Comedy Club'/><category term='power'/><category term='unhappy'/><category term='Dave and Busters'/><category term='Thius'/><category term='Why'/><category term='safe sex'/><category term='Television'/><category term='work'/><category term='no tip'/><title type='text'>Geoff'sNewsUpdate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-689999405410145253</id><published>2010-11-24T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:01:22.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safe sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><title type='text'>Kole is back!</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;sorry I've been away a while. please pass this blog onto atleast 10 of your friends, its good stuff. I've been substitute teaching in New York City recently. Some very rough schools. Kids throwing condoms at me (back turned of course), other kids challanging me physically to a showdown! Geepers! How do I handle these things? A clever combonation of well timed insults, threats and going to management. Problem is that a kid tried to prevent me from protecting a few other kids from injury. This genius placed a flower pot above a door waiting for someone to open that door. He refused to remove it and blocked me from going towards door. Given hitting is not an option, I waited patiently then went to the Dean. Problem is they may not care about Substitute Teachers. The good schools do, the bad ones have given up on themselves and the students. They are just waiting to be shut down and simple deny there is a real problem. What if they expell the kid? He doesn't graduate and it goes against that school. So, you want to be a teacher? Excellent. Some schools offer programs such a "feeding the Tigers,  ducking when chairs are thrown at your head and my favorite, how to blame yourself for being the victim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that excellent schools do not have these problems. Even in bad areas if they are well managed, well funded even bad kids behave ok. I love teaching and hope to continually make a difference in the lives of others. Just like Ob-1 said to Luke, "don't give into hate." Although it may be too late for others, its not too late for me. I'll help the kids, but won't turn my back on them. Having condoms thrown at me is not my idea of practicing safe sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-689999405410145253?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/689999405410145253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=689999405410145253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/689999405410145253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/689999405410145253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2010/11/kole-is-back.html' title='Kole is back!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-3526144958941840219</id><published>2009-12-30T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:56:42.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malcom X and inspiration...Rambam as well!</title><content type='html'>Hey Gang&lt;div&gt;reading about malcolm x, awesome person. Too bad he had to go so soon. I feel as awesome as he was, there was much bad karma headed his way. Sometimes it's tough to escape your past. I wish he had lived. He and Robert Kennedy would have changed the world, for the better. His mistake i think was to cut the ties with his former mentor. His safety net was no longer in place. Good lesson for us all. Maintain ties with powerful people till you can crush them; little by little they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm performing much, dealing with management problems again. they like to hurt people. I say treat everyone as if they are your Mother or loved one. Sometimes these Animals forget that. They create or turn people into garbage then wonder why they are unable to get results from them. I will follow Charlie Chaplin, Mary Pickford and Gregory Pecks model. Create something for myself that operates with ideals, standards and integrity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the Rambam, will have more on him later:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-3526144958941840219?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/3526144958941840219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=3526144958941840219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/3526144958941840219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/3526144958941840219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/12/malcom-x-and-inspirationrambam-as-well.html' title='Malcom X and inspiration...Rambam as well!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6869678955216903948</id><published>2009-11-22T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:22:21.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Greetings blogger fans. I've been paying off debt, riding my bicycle and getting on stage often. The Reece Organization has been very good to me, thanks Gentleman. In addition so has A.M of the Broadway Comedy Club. Another great person I've gotten together with is R.P of RPM Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gritty info: Recently after medition I calmed myself down. I used to run a show and the club uptown NYC, nice venue. However after a while we all hated one another (owners and me) and then that was over.....Why? Mainly because I was not family, and perhaps I did not want to play by their rules. My business was off as well. However when waiting 4 days for a responces to move one something, perhaps some things are unable to get done.  Things snowball then results are off. That is how companies get rid of people (one way). I allowed myself to be used and should have moved on years ago. On good terms with them though, and take responsibility for my being there. They were very good to me in many ways and that is what I left with; the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hurt, then the Growth: Had some friends who worked under me run shows there recently, after I was gone. I didn't mind however someone I thought was a good friend, waited till I was running a show elsewhere, had him on that show, paid!  Then in the middle of that  event he advised me he was running a show at the old place.  Although this was planned weeks before, he waited till I was at my most vulnerable, then dropped the bomb. Had he run it by me weeks before, I would have wished him well. It is not my intention to hurt anyone. I work with and help the current managment to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That insident, was very upsetting however after some medition, I was not angry, just hurt. The good news is I got over it. I did realize that person is not necessarily  my friend, perhaps never was as friends don't do that to each other. However I've done that to "friends" and understand the Comedy Business attracts artists who share a common thread and friendship is not necessarily included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exception is as follows: I had a best friend in the business, an honorable Reverend  who now has 2 kids and lives in Los Angeles. I miss him so. We are still best friends and he is one of the greatest people I've ever known. I'm sure he'll run for congress one day; he better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news....We come into this world alone and that is how we generally leave...I realized recently  who my "friends" are, and who they are not. I am on good terms with that club listed above, and harbor no animosity towards anyone. Just wished I was advised of what was going on by my "friend." After helping guys out, sacrificing and stressing out I had hoped a little decency would have been shown. Feeling like a fool is not something I recommend, it's over-rated.  However if Jesus, RFK, Malcom X, Ghandi  (or Rodney lol) didn't get respect, why would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok- Bicycling; in love with it. Riding daily on the West Side Green Path in NYC is a dream. Did I tell you I broke my wrist? What a story that was...email me for more info...this ones a dandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to tell you I've been doing great! Getting corporate offers of $1000 or  more for corporate gigs, paying off debt and feeling great! c u all soon!!!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6869678955216903948?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6869678955216903948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6869678955216903948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6869678955216903948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6869678955216903948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-im-back.html' title='Hey I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6046702633426592660</id><published>2009-05-24T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:45:47.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life this last week- or so</title><content type='html'>I'm wondering why I attract crazy woman. I don't mean hot sexy/crazy woman. I mean woman that are sickos. I'm on my 5th stalker already. Most recent one stalked me from inside a building where she works. I often go there to read the periodicals. It's a public space. I keep forgetting this part of the country breeds sicko. However woman continue to impress me with the high level of intelligence they posess. The really evil ones can pick a guy and manupulate the heck out of him. Recently happened to me. I hope this guy doesn't plan to come after me, I really hope he doesn't. He's all ego and and doesn't realize that she will turn on him eventually.  More than 50% of all relationships end. That's not great odd. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love woman, especially since learning about the story of Passover. In addition woman are such highly intelligent beings and I finally figured out how lovely yet how dangerous some can be. A huge respect and fear- yes sorry the Kole man is human; yes fear of some woman is normal and healthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The comedy busienss is proving to be quite a challange. I have to get over my entittlement. Recently I did a show, and the club manager put up a guy he would like to have sex with after i went up on stage. So much unprofessionalism around me, so many sickos, so much..wait..maybe i'm the wierdo lol. Actually, after 15 years of advanced training, I am able to dissociate my feelings from my actions.  I loath abusive people and am continually preventing others from crossing my boundries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problems with abusive people. Had an experience on Ebay recently; the seller was nasty and hostil. I called him on it, then he decided to cancel the sale after whining to Ebay. I'm fine with that. Nasty people create many problems. If you can't deal with them from the beginning, god forbid a problem comes up. You may have no choice but to deal with screwed up people now, however keep setting boundries and don't let their problems become your for that much longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving forward: I'm making more money, planning to take a few road trips, and am in the process of meeting very powerful people. I was invited recently to speak at the Nations top High School on my experiences in the Entertainment business. Having made it while maintaining my integrity is not easy, but I've done it.  Each day is another milestone. No longer will anyone who simply sucks oxygen away from those who contribute value affect me. Time to continually move foward, upward, onward. Damn the torpedos!!!!!! Fulll.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6046702633426592660?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6046702633426592660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6046702633426592660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6046702633426592660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6046702633426592660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life-this-last-week-or-so.html' title='my life this last week- or so'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6231492516115089016</id><published>2009-05-17T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:23:58.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i attract weirdos?</title><content type='html'>Because I feel that is what I deserve I suppose. Recently a psycho who I have avoided speaking with, called the Police, then the next day the Fire Department on me. The EMS guys came to take me to a "Hospital." Yes, against my will they would have. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No trial, no questions. Just because some "confused" chick told these guys I lit my own tickets on fire in the bathroom of a NYC public building. She was a typical Fem- Fatal. I never asked her out, touched her or did anything inappropriate. We were even friends for years. Her boyfriend was so nasty and abusive as well yet I backed off. Why argue over someone who is trouble. You can tell people like this a mile away. Be careful, stay away from abusive  people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have inquires pending and will certainly do my best to educate those who don't have a kind and decent thought process. My family told me to drop this, and or be careful. However I was minding my own business and was attacked for no reason. Whose to say this woman would not make something else up? No investigation, just an accusation. I have all records and am covered. I do not hate this woman, nor her boyfriend. I've been a target for abusive people.  I tried to help them both as well. However if you stick your hand in a Tiger cage you will get bit. Even if you are friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All is going very well, inspite of any non-sense.  Don't look for trouble, however sometimes trouble finds you. Innocent victims of war and violence are hurt all the time. The bullies of the world take full advantage. I'd love to just live my life, away from cruel and difficult people. Howevever sometimes we have no choice as the cards are dealt for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seek not revenge on anyone: seek the truth and shower people with love. Those who try and hurt you, respond with equal force; nothing more, nothing less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6231492516115089016?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6231492516115089016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6231492516115089016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6231492516115089016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6231492516115089016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-i-attract-weirdos.html' title='why do i attract weirdos?'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6825364722140221276</id><published>2009-04-26T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:32:54.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Old Geoff Kole is Dead, gone forever</title><content type='html'>No longer getting too upset. Was so up against it this weekend. Owner of a place I work with continues to try and crush my spirit, even if if do a grand in business for him in 1 night. That's one-thousand dollars, yes you heard it correctly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me if I ever do that to people. I've worked for alot of people who enjoy ruining people's lives. Gangster, Gangster wanna-bees. Who knows. It's time to stop taking crap from Monsters and not support their efforts. If you work for animals, find other work. Create a resistance movement. Unfortunately they have infultrated many levels of Government as well as Municipalities. Hopefully this note will start a silent rebellion. this goes for waiters, show producers ect. IF THE GANGSTERS CARE ABOUT SHOWBUSINESS, THEN STICK WITH THEM. THE OLD DAYS new that type of Hood. They were lovable guys if you flew straight. this new breed of Hood is unlike anything we've known. They are leftovers or children of Hoods. Less clout however use fear. Eastern European hoods are another story. Stay away, clear and far away. They have alot of power and were in Government. Stay away. As for the local greaseballs.....just be polite. Move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I had a party that arrive 1 1/2 hours late. you heard me correctly. Then I had a bartender complaining, then the music was too loud, does it ever end. I'm to book parties however everyone's head is up my butt all the time. God save me, I say it to myself all the time, somebody save me, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was saved, survived the evening, got home around 6am, no tip from the client(ain't that special?) Not my problem- it's theres. they don't know better- god help them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed a family event because of that party, I was sick in the AM. Heart sick. Being made to feel like an imbecile by the owner, under the thumb of the bartender, at the effect of security and the client. I was so miserable....HOWEVER i taught me to just let go, and let God. I feel so much better, stronger now. I don't care what any club owner does anymore. I'll own my own one day. And or work for those who care about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6825364722140221276?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6825364722140221276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6825364722140221276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6825364722140221276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6825364722140221276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-geoff-kole-is-dead-gone-forever.html' title='The Old Geoff Kole is Dead, gone forever'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-2259729355280953611</id><published>2009-04-20T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:39:05.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a nice weekend! :)</title><content type='html'>I'm going to clean up my language on the blogs and offer resolution to my rants- there needs to be a way out....so let's go&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, I'm avoiding dealing with other people's problems, by understanding my own had gotten me into a problem with them in the first place. Recently a Librian who enjoyed flirting with me told her boyfriend...yes, I'm the evil one she needed to be saved from. After exchanging emails with her boyfriend that could have led to my wearing "county blues" and eating 3 sqares behind bars, I decided to cut off the comments, did a "my bad" and moved on. Took responsibility- even if she wears see-through skirts with a thong and flirts doesn't mean she wants more than a distant friendship- geepers! NOT FAIR LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT- a mean angry  Troll with no life(my bad lol) tried to get me to comment on facebook after his dopey remark- i didn't fall for it...sorry Comedy Troll! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;First- the postive: I have a great bunch of guys helping out. I won’t mention names it’s not polite. My door guys are  great comics, and helpful. One of my steady guys runs karaoke shows, and he’s amazing as well. Another dude has developed a nice act, and is very helpful- tests me a bit however an honest decent guy. However he loves Banannas (my bad lol!). and White woman ! OMG!!! Luv ya bro!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt; ok...here not the trouble...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;Recently had a total sicko comic almost ruin a show. I cut their time by 2 minutes, which was a gift. They had no business being on the show in the first place. 7  in the audience walked out in discust from this act. The remaining were so annoyed by the garbage they saw it took them 10 minutes to recover through the next comics set. Guess who that was? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;This "pleasant human being"  then blames me and the room. Truth is...They were right, I booked them. It’s my fault for trusting such an imbacile. Ok, let’s get positive again. I want to do a shout out to C who runs an amazing show at NYCC Fri/Sat. His host M.W.,  is professional, polished and smart. Ron, great to see you too! Midnight shows check em out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;L.I. shows. I’m finally back in Long Island. Wondering how that’s going to go. Dave and Busters is an amazing venue. Had some bad blood with some L.I. club owners recently. Not my fault, nor there's actually. Ok,  They used me, then abused me, then showed me the light- meaning time to go. I’m not mad at them, I choose to be abused, put myself in that situation.  In their mind they were kind. And they are right somewhat. The pay was good, the treatment was good, for a while. However I was spread so thin around so many different places, I’m sure they had had enough of this "disloyalty." fact is I was loyal, just spread thin, helping everyone. Not being more of a company man. However I did nothing different, so there was nothing knew about doing things different.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;I’ve worked for horrible people before. They weren’t horrible, just not in my corner. Who is really, if your not family, your not in I guess. I do miss them however would not permit anyone to abuse me or ruin my shows. Many clubs try and ruin people by placing horrible acts on shows. A bad act can be “burned” once a week, not every night! Geepers! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15.0pt"&gt;So I’m back on L.I., with family- yes  family. I just hope I don’t get run off the road, lol. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-2259729355280953611?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/2259729355280953611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=2259729355280953611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/2259729355280953611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/2259729355280953611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-nice-weekend.html' title='What a nice weekend! :)'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7687941984903457878</id><published>2009-04-16T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:39:14.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiner'/><title type='text'>THEY ARE UNABLE TO LISTEN- DON'T WASTE YOUR BREATH!</title><content type='html'> Recently a Comic asked for some time on my Underground Show. This person has gone over everytime, and gone over by 4 minutes at other clubs. I hate that like the plague! So, I remind them when they seek another spot. Suddently I've done a horrible thing. How dare I bring this up? Gee...I don't know, perhaps because I'm in charge?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have to deal with having another unhappy ego centric overly sensetive person without regard for what I'm doing on my mind. And just what am I doing? Earning little pay, putting people up who need spots, growing as a comic, having to deal with overgrown children who blame Daddy when they crap in their pants. I am not angry, and do not fight w/ anyone anymore. However I'm still getting into arguments with too many. Why? Because I'm not playing the game correctly. Sometime people do not deserve a reply.  They are good people, however their actions don't warrant it. So now after that comic fucked up repeadidly I now feel bad because they won't allow me to run my show on my terms. What terms are they? We all respect eachother, and the show. When you see the light, get the fuck off stage. Try blowing the light by 3 minutes at Gotham, see how they like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point on no more emails to comics I won't work with. Nothing good ever comes out of it. As much as I hate it when bookers won't return my calls, or emails. I understand fully why they do it. So now I've decided to become more like the people I have promised not to emulate. Why? Because some people ruin everything for the rest of us. However to error is human- so why not love them? I will, as long as the hug doesn't go over the light by 3 minutes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7687941984903457878?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7687941984903457878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7687941984903457878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7687941984903457878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7687941984903457878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-are-unable-to-listen-dont-waste.html' title='THEY ARE UNABLE TO LISTEN- DON&apos;T WASTE YOUR BREATH!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7882999151662105493</id><published>2009-04-06T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:29:10.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in my life</title><content type='html'>Much too loud! I'm at the Underground lounge and they keep playing music so loud! I love the place but what is it with everyone:? Must everything be loud? I'm going to work with the Bloomberg campaign and move my way up the Political ladder. First rule of business...make sure music in bars is kept in check. Lost some hearing do so negligence of bartenders. What is wrong with them? Too much power:? must be that bottle opener in your back ass pocket. /that would get me drunk with power too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm being more positive in my life. Result...a brand new opportunity in the comedy business. Recently a Club really fucked me over. Ruining my shows, and yelling at me because they kept fucking up. So, now I'm running my own business with great promotion. Time for me to make my money. No longer putting up with crap. Funny, a club I';m working wants me to help make them money, yet they continue to sabbotoge my efforts. Why? Because the Comedy business if fucked up. Made up of come good people, however also with some real doushbags, weak individuals who are either failed comics, or failed human beings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some clubs and owners have their shit together. One guy, who owns 2 clubs on the upper west side, is a friend. I have looked out for him and his family, and he appreciates it. His wisdom has helped me grow immeasurably. I was speaking to him the same I hate the way others speak with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money- well, it's been tough, working my ass off and getting more of it. funny how I have worked for people over the years who use money and stage time as weapons. One guy i remembger ran a club a and wouldn't  put me on stage. All the  while I'd se others get booed off stage. Reason being he didn't  want to book people who worked for a club, making money for that club. Meaning- if your a useless fucktard that asswipe would book you. but if you make that club money, sorry- we can't have you fullfil your life's dreams here. I  want you to suffer like I  do on the inside. That piece of shit was the type who can  run clubs. Miserable loosers with no life who hold onto what little power they have. Many are missing teeth- total shitbags. However if your missing teeth that does not mean this is about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another type of asswipe is one who promises me stagetime and doesn't deliver. You don't won't me on your stage, or your bosses stage you maggot, fine. However don't promise me something without any intention of following through you fucking asshole maggot low life scumbag. I will do what I have always done doushbags with no life, no future- go around you. Fuck you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeh, just kidding :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7882999151662105493?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7882999151662105493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7882999151662105493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7882999151662105493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7882999151662105493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-in-my-life.html' title='A day in my life'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7160687436079542759</id><published>2009-04-04T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:44:53.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brokerage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Governors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave and Busters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>It's been a long time so listen up!</title><content type='html'>I've been getting coached not to mix my business ranting with my blogging. Great idea. My good friend the Doctor, who ain't really a fucking doctor lol, but a good friend, along with my other friends TJK, Josh, and someone else....?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so fucking angry these days. Money is tight, and I don't want to deal with it. It pains me to remove money from my savings account. Yet I am in a position where I really need money. Comedy is going great, however it's tough. I have decided to take a part time job with a club to make somone money. I get there, and it's not even set up properly for me. More sabototoge. It seems everyone trys to get over on eachother in New York. We are fast becoming a third world nation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I had 2 comics go over by 3-4 minutes, and another comic arrive with 15 minutes left in my show. What is wrong with these people? Of course one of them will probably get a tv show because of a few dumbasses without integrity pulling the strings. Or, perhaps all that matters is what sells? sometimes that is what counts. Time for me to stop being such a nasty angry person and simply go along with things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to move forward, in a positive direction, and become happy, content, rich and famous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7160687436079542759?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7160687436079542759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7160687436079542759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7160687436079542759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7160687436079542759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-time-so-listen-up.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time so listen up!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1899519954763595506</id><published>2009-01-18T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:54:50.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a "Private Dick" and I know some doushe bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1899519954763595506?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1899519954763595506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1899519954763595506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1899519954763595506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1899519954763595506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-private-dick-and-i-know-some-doushe.html' title='I&apos;m a &quot;Private Dick&quot; and I know some doushe bags'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1555685088838173833</id><published>2009-01-04T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:22:16.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Gang!&lt;div&gt;Been having trouble using my own blog account. So far, here is what is cooking. I've asked a comedy club in L.I. to remove my name from it's open mic listing, as I was given an open opportunity to leave several months ago. Like the way that was put, "an open opportunity to leave."  Asked them twice, lets see what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next: some whiny cunt (male-worst kind) mentioned my emails are filled with complaints.  Take a look below at the genius' email to me.... It's below. Check out the spelling of the word "went" in his email.  I send these posts because everyone seems to enjoy them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next: I am not getting booked as often at certain clubs. Has very little to do with my act, more about politics. Example. A club on the Upper West Side has continually promised me spots. However managment fears me, as I'm able to run a comedy club, any club; with my eyes closed. So they would prefer not to have me around, they fear for their jobs. This is not my opinion, it is the result of much study and research. Even the owner of a major comedy club told me once, "sit on your porch, no one cares." Do something amazing, everyone takes notice, basically. Those who have the least to offer, fear the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stolen Idea: I have been producing a series of shows, and some tard took my idea, and found an ally, they are both running with it. My options: rise above the "sewer" once again; and crush my unworthy advisaries, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Underground Lounge: Shows are going very well, however allot of work. Thanks to a solid group of assistants, we have the best Underground Show in the City.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used, and then left behind: I've allowed myself to be used by a club owner/manager. By getting spots, and not helping other people; basically being held hostage for a spot or 2. It's amazing how cheaply I have sold myself. Imagine if I didn't need anyone for time, I'd be dangerous, wouldn't I? Allowing myself to be manipulated by anyone for stage time is over. These people have created a monster, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've allowed the quality of my life to disintegrate, mainly for Comedy spots. Time to make a change, be more in control of my life;  past, present and future. I've done most things on my terms. Ex: ran a "ethnic" show at a club on the upper west side. Advised management not to book anyone else. They did not. Funny how club management trys to reward people who wouldn't waste the urine by peeing on their grave. I like to reward people who would pee on my grave! lol- wait your turn!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who do I like in the business? Anyone who is a human being, not a self serving sycophantic low life (ok, enough about me). Only Club owenr  who has not fucked me in years of doing business? He's in Suffolk county Long Island, Take a guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok gang, enjoy the new year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1555685088838173833?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1555685088838173833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1555685088838173833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1555685088838173833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1555685088838173833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-gang-been-having-trouble-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-2034918138546340023</id><published>2008-10-19T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:04:48.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News...here is is boyz, and girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-2034918138546340023?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/2034918138546340023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=2034918138546340023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/2034918138546340023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/2034918138546340023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/10/newshere-is-is-boyz-and-girls.html' title='News...here is is boyz, and girls'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-5562123288315555887</id><published>2008-10-13T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:05:09.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMEDY MONSTERS? AHHH, BOO HOO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-5562123288315555887?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/5562123288315555887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=5562123288315555887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5562123288315555887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5562123288315555887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/10/comedy-monsters-ahhh-boo-hoo.html' title='COMEDY MONSTERS? AHHH, BOO HOO....'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1452729944807486412</id><published>2008-09-07T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:56:52.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect Ingraditude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1452729944807486412?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1452729944807486412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1452729944807486412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1452729944807486412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1452729944807486412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/09/expect-ingraditude.html' title='Expect Ingraditude'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-283596511074571150</id><published>2008-08-27T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:34:47.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New way of seeing things...check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-283596511074571150?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/283596511074571150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=283596511074571150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/283596511074571150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/283596511074571150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-way-of-seeing-thingscheck-it-out.html' title='New way of seeing things...check it out!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1941874650304660446</id><published>2008-08-10T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:02:07.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brokerage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Governors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geofff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy Club'/><title type='text'>Why the same thing keeps happening to me</title><content type='html'>It's been a long week. I ran my "road" open mic showcase and ran a great show.I realize I've become very cynical. A good friend pointed this out to me; a girl friend. Yes, a woman who I am not having sex with. it bothered me at first, however I like this woman.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I had some friends come out with me, to perform. The club was nearly sold out, and I was paid well. They don't care really, as they are probably hoping I quit. Why? Because it's about ego, power and revenge. I choose to bypass some local guys and went right to the city. Never paying attention to the people who stayed local and made it their home. I hated where I was and wanted to be in NYC. I'm beginning to feel resentful about several things. First is I keep building up a nice business, then people with less smarts than me tear it down. This is my problem and my creation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comedy clubs such as the Cellar, Gotham, Comic Strip for example will only hire the best comics, for the most part. Yes favors, spouses, friends at times have an advantage however that is not the norm, it is the slight exception. Other clubs hire great comedians as well however will barter a bit more. One club I worked for put up a comic that was so bad everyone wondered what to do about it. Everyone was afraid to say something as the owner was not a kind chap. I always spoke my mind, and others eventually followed suit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm in a tight spot. Trying to move my career forward while doing battle with those who seek to hurt people. Myself being one of "those people." I continue to find myself in situations where I'm surrounded by those who create upset feelings, in themselves and others.  One guy took pictures of me in a jacuzzi when I was babysitting a few kids. The girls felt ashamed after this because someone explained to them that being in a jacuzzi with an adult male is bad, and wrong. I was angry my image was taken however more upset about the kids being made to feel like crime victims. They loved me and this odd behavior from the camera guy made them feel bad. Shame on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I need to do from here? Study my tapes, catch up on my paperwork, open businesses, such as comedy productions. As for getting revenge, I don't believe it. A major comedy club  in Times Square NY went out of their way to ruin my shows. I was averaging 75 people per week. At this point I would have had 200/week. However the guy who hired me used me to get to a woman he hired by mistake. She tried to ruin him, and used me as a pawn. Her lie; that I said she liked to take it in the ass. The manager of this Times Square space then fired me to cover his corporate butt. They all totally sold me out, in many ways. No A/C, overcharging me, yelling at my clients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently heard about a gross situation  outside NYC, one of the managers has been known to do  some pretty nasty things. Putting woman down, forcing them indirectly into sexual relations. Give it up, then get up on stage is how things work. I love woman, I love sex, however abusing any kind of power to get something is not the way I do things. I believe in having honor and integrity, and I believe in my future. I did some backround checks not everyone feels the same way. I can understand why people turn to the dark side. Comics can do that. Heck I understand why some managers do not care for me; I outshine them. They feel threatened by me. I don't know what to do about it as there is no way out. Producing shows forces management to look upon me as a Quarterback who runs w/ the ball; and they are the opposing line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1941874650304660446?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1941874650304660446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1941874650304660446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1941874650304660446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1941874650304660446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-same-thing-keeps-happening-to-me.html' title='Why the same thing keeps happening to me'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1791616598368819688</id><published>2008-07-31T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:28:37.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Yonkers !</title><content type='html'>I keep trying to keep a positive mental attitute but it's tough. I did a gig tonight in Yonkers for some friends, for $10 bucks! They are friends and I was happy to do it. I opened the show very strong and some other comics ate it. Therefore I was well received and appreciated by all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the evening i opened my Macbook Pro (15") :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some jackass spilled some drinks on it. Computure still works however screen is damaged. Entire laptop might be as well however so far, so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to get personal information from this guy and only got his cell phone. He whined all the way, "oh poor me, why me..." I checked it and it worked. However after doing a infocheck on his cell it came up empty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His friend gave me his business card however he didn't spill it. I then insisted on seeing his ID. The owner now was getting annoyed. Why shouldn't he when a drunk dumb ass spills his drink on my computer? A machine that cost $2500 new, when I do a spot for $10 bucks; geeze what the fuck am I doing spots for 10 dollars in Yonkers for, even for friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends panicked and got me out of there afraid the owner would hit me or something. I allowed them to do that. What I should have done was insisted on getting a cop to have the guys ID checked. So where does this leave me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The producers agreed to make good on the repair if this guy turns out to be a Stiff. His friend seems to have a few bucks as well. Therefore this might turn out to be ok. Bottom line...when you do shows that you are overqualified for, or in a place that caters to drug users/abusers such as alcoholics, you might run into a problem. Bar gigs often suck because of the problems you can run into as a comic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Producers were sorry they panicked and should stand behind me on this. Hopefully the hotshot who spilled the booze will. The owner of the bar was nasty and totally hindered me from getting that guys ID. I hope I do not have to go after him for the money. The last thing I want to be is "*Lost in Yonkers."    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neal Simon's play not related in any way to my story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1791616598368819688?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1791616598368819688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1791616598368819688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1791616598368819688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1791616598368819688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-in-yonkers.html' title='Lost in Yonkers !'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-4271355821199820028</id><published>2008-07-27T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:03:12.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing Positive.. forget the  douche bags!</title><content type='html'>hey gang,&lt;div&gt;going all lowercase, what the fuck. Met a woman once  who I had the privililege of co-habititating with. She was kind enough to give me a toothbrush, even asked me what color I wanted. After hearing about 3 different choice I chose the Aqua colored one. She then tells me hers is the same color. I tell her I want a different color to avoid confusion. She then tells me hers is a light aqua and is on the left side. None of which I listened to. She goes and walks her dog, returns. Advises me upon her return I used the wrong toothbrush. I advised her to listen to the monkey next time, it was too confusing. "If you were a woman this never would have happened." "If you give a lesbian a glass of wine, she will wash the glass, understand?" Yes, I do, however you didn't listen to me. "Yes I know your a man." That's right, a monkey and listen to the monkey. "Why can't men just listen to details." I'll tell you, "because we are too busy fighting wars to make sure woman like you don't get raped by opposing soldiers." - she got it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK- douche bags- yep, they are all over the place. Many in positions of power. Don't worry if you work for one, they will be not be in charge of you forever. In fact, I have worked with people who have ruined businesses. For some reason they master some fine art of douche bag survival and move onto the next business, ruining some small aspect of that company. Eventually the cream will rise to the top, do not worry. I am starting to focus on the positive, and will risk offending some folks. I have options, so do you! We always have them, only the douche bags that ruin businesses create no win and no option scenarios. Look at the leaders the US Auto Industry. Responsible for hundreds of thousands of jobs losses because they were too busy douche bagging it up. Now Chrysler can't even afford to lease it's own vehicals. They loose too much value! Why aren't these executives charged with treason? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same reason we tolerate poor leadership in our industry. We are the worst (comics) in that we are the crack heads of the entertainment world. The Comedy Colilition years back came close to achieving something, however fell short; no exit strategy. So what we had was a group of A-list acts getting higher pay from clubs they were working. A few clubs went along, one or two tricked them. Why bring this up? Because true leadership is completely absent from most industries. None of us really pulled together in a powerful way risking jail, or death. I didn't and am certainly part of any problem. However I do my best by fighting with club owners when I feel I am right. They hold the cards however we hold the key to our future. Don't sell out! Work hard to achieve your life's purpose. Be smart when dealing with power mongers. Then when it's your time, strike! And keep on striking until your mission is accomplished, or someone is dead. Or...surround yourself with good people, and permit yourself to be successful. Have everything you want in your life, why not? Go for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-4271355821199820028?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/4271355821199820028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=4271355821199820028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/4271355821199820028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/4271355821199820028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/thing-positive-forget-douche-bags.html' title='Thing Positive.. forget the  douche bags!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7725878837101382302</id><published>2008-07-25T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:06:35.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, so I'm drunk</title><content type='html'>Finished another show at the Underground lounge, went well even though I felt distant from the crowd. My promotions are not up to snuff even though all is going well. Been getting some paid work, happy about that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm becoming unglued though, my hours are late. Staying in bed most of the day feels good, however I feel exhausted and need to get up.....get out more! My life consists of comedy, eating, fucking, sleeping, eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my old girlfriend however she did not get me, so it's on to what I think I need. Thank god watching less Porn that shit is distracting. Hum..what's bugging me? Ok...how about my "friends who own 2 clubs outside of NYC who have promised me the world yet give back nothing? How cruel is it to tell me I'm part of the family while they ignor and neglect me at the same time. Those are actions of a Monster. Using power and stagetime as a weapon not a reward. I'm not a girlfriend or Carpenter, so they can't use me? I have always made money for these people yet they figure out some way to feel jealous or angry and turn the screws on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I do? I keep on moving forward and fight the good fight. If they want to reward hacks and punish people who do fine nice work for them, so be it...not my problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok gang, keep on keeping on. Wait...how dare these people not book me or give me what I want? I once produced a show the same day I buried my Father. Yet I'm a piece of shit to them? Again not my problem! My only problem is that I have permitted others to make me feel bad. Those days are over. Time to be the man my Father always dreamed I would become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be well, enjoy the day people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7725878837101382302?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7725878837101382302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7725878837101382302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7725878837101382302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7725878837101382302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-so-im-drunk.html' title='Ok, so I&apos;m drunk'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6692147460859569895</id><published>2008-07-13T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:57:35.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting more postive; lets see what happens</title><content type='html'>Ok,&lt;div&gt;This weekend has fun comedy shows and argued with a friend. She can be a c..t however is often right. And I can be a Pr...k so it's all even. However I will not allow myself to be turned into dogfood anymore so some .....person can  have their way with me. I'm done allowing people to walk all over me. I cry no more for no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My road show last week. Had the club start me late, had a club fav(not mine) go over their time, then was forced to end at a particular time. Pressure! Good side....I ate well, ended ontime, had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abused? me? Ok a club Manager recently abused me because I let him. I had a  show and booked the best comic in the city for this show. I was shot down and had to watch a show I did not want to be part of. It was not about quality it was about booking people loyal to that manager for the right price. God help me if that ever happens again.  Lesson...make sure the manager or who ever is in power is comfortable with what your doing, or leave that job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am responsible for all the events in my life and will improve them; starting today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6692147460859569895?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6692147460859569895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6692147460859569895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6692147460859569895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6692147460859569895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-more-postive-lets-see-what.html' title='Getting more postive; lets see what happens'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-5263169158294605502</id><published>2008-07-08T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:56:21.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be nice to the ladies, nicer to those who ain't</title><content type='html'>Well  learned allot in the last few days. Woman like to slap the shit out of each other on public transportation. Also even in jest don't refer to a woman as a cum-stain. Even if it's part of a joke unless she has a sense of humor, is a comic or can take a punch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, comedy is going well except I'm dealing with a group of guys who keep promising me I'll be taken care of; stage time wise and everything else. However this is not happening. What they are doing is being abusive. Neglect is the worst kind of abuse. It makes people crazy. You can literally drive someone insane by ignoring them. So they promise me spots for example, don't come through, don't return calls and keep telling me I'll be taken care of. What a brilliant way to hurt someone. It's the ultimate smart bomb. All the while putting up friends, handyman, and anyone else lucky enough not to have gotten on the hit list. I'm not so lucky. I always end up going at it with people in power. Why? Because I know more than most people and my dumb ass is slowly learning not to let others know this. Yes one day the meek will inherit the earth. They are inheriting the Comedy world. If I live long enough (god willing) the comedy world will be my oyster. Time to stop fighting those who seek to hurt me and seek out those who want to help me; a revelation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what if these people read my blog? What would happen? I don't know? Why would something happen? We don't know who I am talking about. Nor would I mention as I could get sued, and it's not polite to mention dames...I mean names lol. And truthfully I don't care. Real men keep their promises, I keep mine and that is all I care about. Working with those who do not is not my problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-5263169158294605502?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/5263169158294605502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=5263169158294605502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5263169158294605502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5263169158294605502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/be-nice-to-ladies-nicer-to-those-who.html' title='Be nice to the ladies, nicer to those who ain&apos;t'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-1645889573664302470</id><published>2008-07-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:46:07.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE FUN AND GAMES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-1645889573664302470?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/1645889573664302470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=1645889573664302470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1645889573664302470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/1645889573664302470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-fun-and-games.html' title='MORE FUN AND GAMES!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-8705091003110093581</id><published>2008-06-28T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:39:11.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good week, a rough week ):) for this comic/producer</title><content type='html'>For starters I had 4 shows in Thursday, missed one could have been 5! However I did well all shows had 4 at Ha and one At Broadway Comedy Club. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;News...I think I may be several addictions, not drugs thanks god. Working on improving my life and only hanging around people who are nice folks. Comics who are difficult to be around I no longer spend time with. Anyone who is a piece of shit I avoid as well. Question is how do I avoid being around pieces of shit in the entertainment business? Impossible however I limit my exposure to them. Annoying people or takers are not in this category. They may be needy and clueless does not make them a bad person. Liers and manipulative people I choose not to be around as well. There are so many good people and opportunities around why waste my time with those I don't want to be around? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wo-es- me? I've been working with several clubs now who are not treating me well; meaning I don't get spots even though I've made them a ton of money. Many club owners/managers do this. They figure out what hurts you the most then they go for the jugular. They do this by abusing you in the worst way possible...neglect. Other comedians who are not as talented or hardworking have figured out a way or are just plain lucky. So they are getting booked and not me. Some may walk a room however they are in with the club and the management does not care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was promised very good things including spots and they turn me into an asshole as I expect these things to happen. So I ask them over and over again to no avail. Fact is they are intimated by me because I'm not an idiot (don't ask my ex's lol). I have a 100% proven track record yet I that's not enough. I'm not a good boy for some reason. So....god bless everyone including Uncle Scrooge. Meaning what can I do? I'm getting up, making money and keeping my promises for the most part. That is the best I can do and hold no grudges. If a club does not work with me it is there problem, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-8705091003110093581?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/8705091003110093581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=8705091003110093581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/8705091003110093581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/8705091003110093581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-week-rough-week-for-this.html' title='A good week, a rough week ):) for this comic/producer'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7645328447578373931</id><published>2008-06-22T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:18:41.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thius'/><title type='text'>Watch out for stalkers...wait keep your d...k in your pants!</title><content type='html'>This is a repeated posting from earlier emails.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok just because someone wants to fu...k me doesn't mean I have to drop by draws. It's tough when someone wants to have sex and saying no. Woman are good at this and w/o the fear of god a guy may not have a chance. Ok, this guy may not have one! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New posting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beginning June 20th comedy shows were very successful. I'm getting offers from clubs to help them however I'm tired of making people money and walking away with my thumb in my butt. Going to play hardball not with them, but myself. Time for me to make money, allot of it. How...owning clubs, booking major events, and getting booked as well. F..k em' I'll make it w/o any hand outs however wouldn't mind an occationally bone (not boner bone!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving spots..had some great comics these last couple of weeks. Some who run shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; they bullshit me thinking I don't know they run stuff however I don't care. My act is solid and if they don't want to return a favor no my problem, I'll get up and be successful no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next series of blogs will be very interesting...stay tuned...G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7645328447578373931?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7645328447578373931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7645328447578373931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7645328447578373931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7645328447578373931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/watch-out-for-stalkerswait-keep-your-dk.html' title='Watch out for stalkers...wait keep your d...k in your pants!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7456439107402336656</id><published>2008-06-20T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:18:16.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful of what you post posties!</title><content type='html'>I got bagged for posting some crap about a "person" who is not crazy, loony or a stalker. This person would not do something such as call me 10 times in 30 minutes either; not this person.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so be careful kiddies, you might end up with an ice pick in your back lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7456439107402336656?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7456439107402336656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7456439107402336656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7456439107402336656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7456439107402336656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-careful-of-what-you-post-posties.html' title='Be careful of what you post posties!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-6222671522305899952</id><published>2008-06-15T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:59:07.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM KILLING MYSELF FOR LITTLE TO NO PAY WHAT THE FUCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-6222671522305899952?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/6222671522305899952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=6222671522305899952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6222671522305899952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/6222671522305899952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-killing-myself-for-little-to-no.html' title='I AM KILLING MYSELF FOR LITTLE TO NO PAY WHAT THE FUCK!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-5924960488794827658</id><published>2008-06-09T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:53:03.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>June 9th day and  Evening: I took it in the ass like a man</title><content type='html'>Ok&lt;div&gt;My day was amazing. Made it to a few meetings to organize my finances. Was enjoying coffee and Cosi, mailed out a few dvds to some comics, very productive. Then I went to the IRS office for some paperwork and they were closed! Ok it was 100 degrees but so the f---k what! I worked today, tonight and got around. They work till 4pm and took off at 3:30pm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to look at at BMW motorbike, diagnosed the problem with my mine...No it was a nice afternoon. The night before I had a nice romatic evening however was watching a movie about a guy being conscience during open heart surgery.  That almost c...ck-blocked me however after the movie was over...hey hey hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to keep track of my spending to ensure I don't waste money. I was not successful however meant well (bid deal).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comedy- Went to the Underground Lounge for the open mic. Watched a few good comics and some on their way.  The host enjoys his job and helps set up and then close the show. He doesnt not do everything I ask however I am grateful I do not have to do anything for the show to work properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'm off to a comedy club near Times Square. I have a 10:5opm spot do to many factors; talent being one of them. However the owner hired a manager or 4 who do not like me. So instead of 10-12 minutes I get lit at 6. Reason being the manager put up his friend who cut into my time. I said nothing however went over the time limit this manager re-negotiated without anyones consent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There I decide that it was not my problem that my time was cut. I was going to do my time. everyone else there that is booked by another manager during the week(who really hates me) gets lots of spots. I get a spot a week from the owner because I make the club money (and because I'm funny).  And my thanks is a manager abuses his power tonight and cuts my time. Time that I have been working to get for 7 years. Seven hard years you believe that sh..t?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However- not my problem- I'll bury him, and all those who oppose me. Not through revenge but through my own success, which is always the best revenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-5924960488794827658?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/5924960488794827658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=5924960488794827658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5924960488794827658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/5924960488794827658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-9th-day-and-evening-i-took-it-in.html' title='June 9th day and  Evening: I took it in the ass like a man'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-288612131699225749</id><published>2008-06-07T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:49:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to run away and hide! But first....a snack!</title><content type='html'>Been making some more money thanks god (or goodness for you religious freaks ( I mean observant folks). I had a great show at the Underground Lounge Friday and turned it over to a friend and talented comic on Saturday. Of course the shit hit the fan. I forget about a comic I booked and my guy was overwhelmed; with me on the ass-end of of Long Island at a private gig. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it all worked out however having good staff is important. My assistants are good and have to figure things out for themselves sometimes; which they did. One guy gave my assistant a hard time and is unaware of how hard running a show is; so shame on him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some very good comics are coming by my shows no. Eric O'Shea for one kicks ass and Al Goodwin dropped by- funny and a great guy. Worked out east with the very Talented Mo Langen, Joe Pontillo and Joe Moffa. Everyone did well and Mo was very impressive...u go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My set was amazing meaning I hosted with 8 large doors open on all sides, challenging lighting and a check/smoking/potty break that was similar to Billy Burr's infamous Phili set on the Opie and Anthony Virus tour. I held it down and did very well. Didn't walk off stage either because it was a well paid gig! Had fun as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having trouble with all the woman around they look so yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I walked off stage during a crappy spot at a venue that needs to do more  for stand up comedy; in my opinion. The producers work hard yet the venue allows band music from upstairs to come in and disrupt our efforts. A little sound insulation is all that is needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they do that;  More money, more gigs, more success. My wrist still hurts from my motorcycle accident. It happened 3 months ago while being reckless and hitting a pothole...I went down hard, damaging some ribs and my right wrist. Lesson- don't drive crazy and plan better. Also don't hit stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to run a show with a friend at a really cool theater. It was a total nightmare as I was doing to much! However the first show kicked ass. Problem was I got sucked in because we decided to do a Wednesday show no cover at first: no drink minimum and they would feed my barkers and get them drunk. Good deal, right? However that dried up and we ended up doing a weekly Friday 9pm show in a new room they had; really nice space. They were going to advertize and help fill the room. They did not do one thing to help fill the room or advertise. Not their problem however another lesson learned. Don't do anything unless you can take over 100% and make things happen with or without partners.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok- 1st show amazing, 2 shows later rain and a few cancellations crappy weather. We had a strong barking team out as well. Ended up closing the productions on a nice show. However a manager yelled at me because "I wasn't giving my best." Key information was withheld from me which would have made me pull the show immediately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My partner didn't tell me after the first show he laid out money for equipment rental which was actually a room/service rental fee of $125 dollars! Had I known that I would have cancelled all remaining shows! So the Manager tears me a new asshole. His friend and my partner were in this together using me hoping I would book "my bringer" comics on their show; not mine....their show. So I pussed out and didn't assert myself at the get go. Just kept on saying yes, a huge problem I've had. However no longer say yes all the time, especially when comics bug me when I'm out working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am no longer hanging around places where comics are ravenous for spots bugging me for time. I feel often I'm surrounded by wild animals in search of fresh meat; that is what some comics can create, that envirnment. Therefore I'll tend to avoid situations that support desperation for those who believe they have no future and are seeking their next hit of "crack stagetime." It is like crack; and with a room to run I am like a crack dealer with 5 hits for 20 crackheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slim, the dog I rescued appears to have found a nice home. I'm heartbroken however happy as well. They have money and house and can care for him. Yes I'd love to however my goal was to save his life from my neighbor who tried to have him killed. 2 hours before death we picked him up. He hugged me and we took him to room for one more shelter. My mission is complete and long live Slim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling pretty happy now and will continue to build the life for myself I've always dreamed of. Avoiding negative negative, desperate unhealthy people while improving my own thoughts and visions helps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My vision for myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family with dogs, land, rocky water views, modern castle looking home with lots of land, trees and garage space for my cars and motorcycles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV talk show, touring comedian public speaker owning several businesses. Net worth- 10 billion dollars. Why? I don't know, why not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humanity- help all animals survive and improve themselves through love and understanding. Being a good person by not selling out for a buck. Being someone that children look up to; hopefully I'm half way there. Oh yeh, and to be selling out theaters around the world with funny stuff unlike some of the stuff we see on the comedy stations. I don't know how some of those people get booked either - agents I suppose; yes....god bless them why not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-288612131699225749?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/288612131699225749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=288612131699225749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/288612131699225749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/288612131699225749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-want-to-run-away-and-hide-but-firsta.html' title='I want to run away and hide! But first....a snack!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951929797031603276.post-7312938936084386976</id><published>2008-06-06T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:46:20.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun and Games in the Comedy Biz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951929797031603276-7312938936084386976?l=geoffkole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/feeds/7312938936084386976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951929797031603276&amp;postID=7312938936084386976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7312938936084386976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951929797031603276/posts/default/7312938936084386976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geoffkole.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-fun-and-games-in-comedy-biz.html' title='More Fun and Games in the Comedy Biz!'/><author><name>Geoff Kole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085865280158955926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wyXXvvi94-g/SPudP8JAPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z6F00JEoZo4/S220/DSCN0248.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
