Now that Saturn’s gone direct, it’s time to move forward with the stand-up comedy classes, which start tomorrow night in the heart of San Francisco’s legendary North Beach.

For the past several weeks, I’ve been jotting down ideas on a yellow legal pad, sketching out jokes and bits for introducing Papa Gringo to an imaginary crowd.

Here’s one possible opening. Please let me know what you think.

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Hi, I’m Papa Gringo.

Yes, that’s a fake name.

The name Donald Trump has got to be a fake name.

If not, that’s child abuse.

Trump, alone, sounds frumpy and dumpy.

Then you add Donald Duck.

No wonder he’s a quack.

Take the name Ronald Reagan.

As an actor, that was the president’s stage name.

His real name was… Ronald Reagan

In his case, the name was real but the man was fake.

And why are the Republicans’ two biggest presidents named Ronald and Donald?

Ronald McDonald is a fake name.

The point is, with a fake name, you can be the real you.

So, here are some real truths about the real me….

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What Do You Think?

Should I give up my day job? Ideally, I need a few good laughs in the first thirty second. Let me know if you got any ideas.