Litquake

On Thursday evening, October 18th, 2013, I read at the Make-Out Room, in the Mission, in San Francisco, as part of Litquake. I would say it went badly. It was kind of a bomb. I’d say it went mildly badly and I mildly bombed. 

Does it matter? Good question. No: It doesn’t much matter. I was trying to be funny, and this is a dangerous mission with many pitfalls. I read fairly often - several times a year, at least - and generally I try to be funny. I win more often than I lose. This time, I didn’t win. 

One cannot always win.