My name is Jacob Godbey and I’m a comedian/filmmaker currently based out of Missoula, MT. In late 2015, my comedy partner Alex Tait and I started Gingers On Ice, a humorous variety show to showcase everything we find funny.

After a warm reception in our home state, we took the show on the road for a month in June 2016. The following are of my tour journals, edited down a bit from the stream of consciousness that originally filled my notebook pages. If you'd like to know more about the show, find us on Facebook, or at my website.

6.4.16

Missoula, MT

Alright, this is the first entry in what will hopefully be a valiant effort to document the first-ever Gingers On Ice tour and my first-ever comedy tour. I’ve got butterflies in my stomach already, but I think it is less about the comedy and more about me knowing I won’t see my bed for 22 days.

I’ve got a lot of thoughts about packing for tour. It’s hard and I am far from the first person to complain about it. I sometimes wish Gingers On Ice had a mentor to look up to and learn from, but the truth is we are just as far from our heroes as everyone else. I have to finish packing and Alex will inevitably get mad at me for taking up too much space, but I think the 10 bottles of sunscreen I packed will benefit him too…

6.5 - 6.6.16

Coeur d’Alene, ID

Not starting the tour off too painfully, we spent all of June 5^th on Alex’s dad’s kick-ass boat. Called Redrum, it is fun as shit. Lake Coeur d’Alene was far too cold for my liking, but unfortunately, the sun was too hot. So I braved the water and froze the fat in my love handles.

On the 6^th, we went to Silverwood and took Nolee on her first rollercoaster. Not usually a big deal, but Nolee has somehow gone 21 years without setting foot on a rollercoaster. Alex and his girlfriend Hayley ran off, so I was left to offer to buy Nolee an ice cream cone, realize that I left my wallet in the locker, then realize that Alex took the locker keys with him. Then, as if to rub salt in my embarrassment, she insetad bought me an ice cream cone. Thanks, Nolee, I owe you one.

My best buddy Karstin proposed to another of my good friends, Karissa. I’m very happy for them and dammit, I better be his best man or I’m not going to the ceremony. This tour has started out more as a vacation, but we’ll see how our show in Richland, WA goes. It’ll be our first show ever out of Montana, so it could be an ego hit or an ego boost!

6.7.16

Tri-Cities, WA

We left our safe haven of Pete’s (Alex's dad) house and moved on to the land of dust and ugliness, the Tri-Cities, Washington. As we navigated to the KOA in Pasco, it didn’t take us long to realize that our tent spot was only about 20 feet off the interstate. Alex put it best: “I could throw a rock and hit a car on the freeway.”

We ate at a TV show-unaffiliated restaurant called Bob’s Burgers and there I began my foray into dating app marketing. Alex quickly made a rule that I could not swipe right on girls using the Snapchat dog filter in their photos. While I feel it limits our reach, maybe he is right. Marketing in new towns is even more difficult than I expected, so in a half-assed effort, I wrote our show info on the back of the receipt, hoping the server would see it and feel inspired.

6.8.16

Tri-Cities, WA

11:30 P.M., 88 degrees Fahrenheit. These conditions similar to the depths of hell, I slept only about four hours and woke up precisely at 4:47 A.M. I tossed and turned for a bit, then finally Alex got up and we drove to 106.5 KEGX The Eagle, in Kennewick. We guested on the Jaxon and Soozan show and I wondered why radio personalities felt the need to spell their names that way. Jaxon and Soozan quizzed us on such topics as alligator rape, confederate flags, and why we don’t do impressions (because we suck at them). The radio was a decent start to the day, but the hours that followed put me in a funk filled with existential dread.

I don’t think I can truly express how bored Alex and I were in the tri-cities. And that’s where the inspiration for our video “Bored In Richland,” came from. It’s quite autobiographical and accurately sums up how we feel about the donkey stable that is the tri-cities. Just to add insult to injury, we got to our venue, Joker’s Comedy Club, set up our props, and… no one came. Alex and I licked our wounds and watched Zootopia together back at the KOA.

6.10.16

Seattle, WA

Slow going, Friday morning! We crawled deep into the heart of Seattle in the early afternoon and proceeded to get our wallets assaulted by the parking prices. Before this trip, I was not aware a person couldn’t drive across American for free. We live in a land of toll bridges, parking garages, and HOV lane fines. Nonetheless, we made it to Pike’s Place and fought our way through a crowd of people just to be slightly disappointed when the infamous fish shop only threw bags of oysters, and not slimy how-do-they-catch-it fish. Later, we went up in the Columbia Building (787 ft.) and got a great view of the city. We did the math and discovered that the world’s tallest building, the Burj Khalifa, is as tall as the One World Trade Center and the Columbia Building stacked on one another.

6.11.16

Seattle, WA

Woke up, wrote “Traffic In Seattle,” then recorded it on actual microphones in Dan’s home studio. Of course, when we went to film a video about terrible traffic, the traffic was… surprisingly great. Though we drove around it, we resisted parking in the city again, lest our $$$ be exploited by parking again. So we hung out with Dan and Mili, dined on a dinner of venison, baked potatoes, and sweet onions, then left to go set up our show at the Pocket Theater.

The man running the door, Matt, asked about our tour and after we mentioned our impending show at the Comedy Project in Pocatello, ID, he revealed that he used to perform in that troupe! The national comedy scene is small but passionate. Not so small? Our friends’ hearts. Not only did we have three friends show up for our Seattle performance, but also each friend brought their friends with them! I’m consistently amazed by the enthusiasm of my friends and family and I can only hope that our performance was good enough to justify their travel and ticket expenses.

Next week: Gingers On Ice commits a federal crime, falls in love with Portland, and becomes nauseous!