....and Romhell, Abeyta, Princess Normal, Copscotch, Chilidog, Stanhope, Louis CK, Laphboy, CatheB, klownhuntr, Baldguy, Slaight and many others. Romhell was recently at Coconuts in Clearwater, Florida and found this picture of me and Steve Marmel side by side... ..secretly planning the demise of the other.
Not really but it would be perfect if these were put up during the Wired For Laughs feud between me and him, when he threatened to throw me out of his house if I showed my face.
In 1999 comics from different parts of the world belonged to a newsgroup on Usenet called alt.comedy.standup, also known as ACS. Marmel decided to host a reunion here in L.A. for all of them and dubbed it Wired for Laughs. Klownhuntr, a former clown who used to work for Ringling Brothers and as he often reminded us, played the White House while the rest of us were only playing comedy clubs, always claimed the credit for coming up with the reunion idea. He's now in Vegas in one of the road companies of Defending the Caveman. The rest of us are still in comedy clubs because, you know, we suck.
Marmel and I decided to stage an online feud for no other reason than we were bored. We went back and forth sniping at each other for weeks while ACSer's picked sides. Marmel let My Arch Enemy Jenée in on the joke and I think she was the only one who knew since I never told anyone. But you know how guys gossip so I may be wrong.
Marmel and I would get emails from comics saying 'You're the funniest' or 'You're going to win this' and then he and I would compare notes. We definitely each had our fans and we also each had our detractors. He used to send me the emails Klownhuntr would send to him wherein I was trashed to within an inch of my ego. Fortunately my ego is large enough that it took almost a full two and a half weeks before I broke down and cried like a girl.
Comics flew in from Scotland, Australia and as far away as Indiana. The feud ended the day of Marmel's BBQ at his house, which was part of the reunion as was two nights of shows at the Melrose Improv. I walked in and saw comics pointing at me and whispering as I forced my way through the crowd asking over and over, "Where's Marmel?" They turned him in faster than Linda Tripp could pick up a phone and get a dial tone.
Marmel couldn't stand 'feuding' anymore because he wanted to be liked. Me, not so much. So he shushed the room and announced that the feud was faked. I don't know what we expected but people seemed disappointed. Pissed, even. They had all eagerly gathered around as if at the hanging of Saddam Hussein. The moment Marmel said it was faked, they wandered away, bored.
To my knowledge, end of chat.