Comedy is one of the few crafts where you have no choice but to fail — often miserably, cringe-inducingly — in front of an audience while you practice. For most sports, there are training camps to make you strong and exercises completed in solitude that enhance your skill. God only knows we don’t show our first drafts to our friends. And even acting can be experimented with in the safety of a class or private coaching session. But comedy? The only real way to sharpen your tool is in front of actual people on a random week night in some random club under a spotlight with nothing but scribbles on a notepad you fervently edited while you waited your turn. The first time, the second time, the third time, and so on... Is this thing on?