June 1, 2012
February 29, 2012
Planes, Trains and Automobiles
This is a really good time for me. I'm in a good place, Missoula, Montana.
I am on a bit of a tour right now, doing what I love doing. I've had the opportunity to work with some very talented people and very awesome people. In a span of three weeks I'll have performed in six states, and 10 freaking cities.
I love comedy and I love what I am doing. I made a CD. sounds weird to say, and usually when you hear CD in Los Angeles, you think of the tranny prostitutes on Santa Monica Blvd.

Notsomuch.
If you read my recent post, I was heartbroken by the death of a friend, inspiration and comrade. It made me realize I need to stop fucking around and bust my ass at my passion. I don't know how much time I have on this planet.
I decided to self-produce a CD. I decided to get a podcast started. The gigs kind of presented themselves and I am thankful for the opportunity to do my what I love doing.
Feb. 17th I produced a comedy show in LA. Usually never fun, but it worked.
Feb. 21st I recorded a CD in my hometown of Tulsa, OK.
Feb. 24th I headlined a show at a coffee shop in Sapulpa, OK and did all clean material. something that wasn't hard for me, but something I rarely do.
Feb. 28th I flew to Montana to do four gigs in a beautiful state with the coolest audiences, I have ever met.
Next week, I'm taking an Amtrak to Seattle to see a cousin and do a couple of spots there. After that I am doing three 30 minute feature spots in rural Washington, Idaho and Oregon. I may tack on a few more days if the opportunity presents itself.
I am thankful to do what I love doing.
I have been lucky to work with some really great people you know and some really great people you should know. Melissa Villasenor, Susan Freeman, Richie Stratton, Mimi Gonzales, Jonny Loquasto and Ed Galvez. All funny people and great and
I've also started a podcast - GETTING CHICKS WITH DAVE AND MATT - with my good buddy Dave Swan
Look them up online, and if you like me you love them.
I'd love to stay and chat but I have a few more dickjokes to write.
In the meantime, listen to the podcast and please share it with your friends.
GETTING CHICKS WITH DAVE AND MATT
I am on a bit of a tour right now, doing what I love doing. I've had the opportunity to work with some very talented people and very awesome people. In a span of three weeks I'll have performed in six states, and 10 freaking cities.
I love comedy and I love what I am doing. I made a CD. sounds weird to say, and usually when you hear CD in Los Angeles, you think of the tranny prostitutes on Santa Monica Blvd.
Notsomuch.
If you read my recent post, I was heartbroken by the death of a friend, inspiration and comrade. It made me realize I need to stop fucking around and bust my ass at my passion. I don't know how much time I have on this planet.
I decided to self-produce a CD. I decided to get a podcast started. The gigs kind of presented themselves and I am thankful for the opportunity to do my what I love doing.
Feb. 17th I produced a comedy show in LA. Usually never fun, but it worked.
Feb. 21st I recorded a CD in my hometown of Tulsa, OK.
Feb. 24th I headlined a show at a coffee shop in Sapulpa, OK and did all clean material. something that wasn't hard for me, but something I rarely do.
Feb. 28th I flew to Montana to do four gigs in a beautiful state with the coolest audiences, I have ever met.
Next week, I'm taking an Amtrak to Seattle to see a cousin and do a couple of spots there. After that I am doing three 30 minute feature spots in rural Washington, Idaho and Oregon. I may tack on a few more days if the opportunity presents itself.
I am thankful to do what I love doing.
I have been lucky to work with some really great people you know and some really great people you should know. Melissa Villasenor, Susan Freeman, Richie Stratton, Mimi Gonzales, Jonny Loquasto and Ed Galvez. All funny people and great and
I've also started a podcast - GETTING CHICKS WITH DAVE AND MATT - with my good buddy Dave Swan
Look them up online, and if you like me you love them.
I'd love to stay and chat but I have a few more dickjokes to write.
In the meantime, listen to the podcast and please share it with your friends.
GETTING CHICKS WITH DAVE AND MATT
January 27, 2012
Episode 1- Getting Chicks with Dave and Matt- Jan. 21, 2012 Lynn Halsted
Big News, just started a podcast with a comedian buddy of mine Dave Swan (@swanagram on Twitter). We named Getting Chicks, which as you see will be a double entendre. We'll have a weekly catch up session with ourselves and have a different female guest weekly. http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif
This is our first episode. Our guest is Lynn Halstead, 15 year veteran out of New York, who writes the blog. It's a catalog of entries of every man she has slept with. All names are kept anonymous yet hilarious. You can follow her on twitter at @56men.
Take a listen it's fun.
Getting Chicks Podcast Episode 1
January 4, 2012
Angelo Bowers Is My Hero.
I'm typing this through tears and I don't know what say. I lost a friend yesterday. It's selfish to say I lost a friend, because I got to share him with everyone I could. It really put this in perspective when my mom called me today, because she remembered the jokes of Angelo's I would tell her.
I started doing comedy seriously in January of 2008. One of the first places I went in LA was the Pig N Whistle in Hollywood. That's where I met Angelo Bowers. He was one of the funniest on a dozen funny guys there. He had his own style, a smart and playful style. He was warm and sincere, and I was intimidated by how funny he was.
I was too intimidated by him that I didn't introduce myself until the third week I had seen him. When I did, he remembered some of my awful jokes, and invited to go with him to go with him to another open mic down the street.
This is what he did, doing 2-3 spots a night, working on his jokes, writing new hilarious stuff every time. And making new friends everywhere. If you saw one of his sets once, you listened to him every time afterward. He was real. He was genuine. He was hilarious.
Comics never left the room if they knew Angelo was coming up. It was like when Babe Ruth came up to the plate. If he was at a comedy club, the 10-15 year veterans would watch and him and pay attention. He was our star. I loved telling somebody who hadn't seen him that they'll want to watch this guy.
As funny as he was. He was a greater person. There were no strangers, he was shy and humble, and everyone wanted to meet him. I got to share him with people. He got to entertain them and it was great because it's what he loved doing.
He left LA for a couple of months and I kept in touch with him through texting and when I made him laugh and smile it made me feel better. When he came back, he made comedy better. He is and always be something special.
I'd like to make a life change and try and be more like him.
He died yesterday, he was in a car that was hit by a drunk driver. It doesn't make sense to me. It probably never will. I'm typing this and I am crying and hoping this is something worthy of him. And I'm sure he'd laugh and tell me not to worry about it.
I don't know what to say. Try to be more like Angelo. Work your best at what you do and be nice to people. Tell people you love them. Hug them, be supportive, care.
I'd like to be more like him.
I started doing comedy seriously in January of 2008. One of the first places I went in LA was the Pig N Whistle in Hollywood. That's where I met Angelo Bowers. He was one of the funniest on a dozen funny guys there. He had his own style, a smart and playful style. He was warm and sincere, and I was intimidated by how funny he was.
I was too intimidated by him that I didn't introduce myself until the third week I had seen him. When I did, he remembered some of my awful jokes, and invited to go with him to go with him to another open mic down the street.
This is what he did, doing 2-3 spots a night, working on his jokes, writing new hilarious stuff every time. And making new friends everywhere. If you saw one of his sets once, you listened to him every time afterward. He was real. He was genuine. He was hilarious.
Comics never left the room if they knew Angelo was coming up. It was like when Babe Ruth came up to the plate. If he was at a comedy club, the 10-15 year veterans would watch and him and pay attention. He was our star. I loved telling somebody who hadn't seen him that they'll want to watch this guy.
As funny as he was. He was a greater person. There were no strangers, he was shy and humble, and everyone wanted to meet him. I got to share him with people. He got to entertain them and it was great because it's what he loved doing.
He left LA for a couple of months and I kept in touch with him through texting and when I made him laugh and smile it made me feel better. When he came back, he made comedy better. He is and always be something special.
I'd like to make a life change and try and be more like him.
He died yesterday, he was in a car that was hit by a drunk driver. It doesn't make sense to me. It probably never will. I'm typing this and I am crying and hoping this is something worthy of him. And I'm sure he'd laugh and tell me not to worry about it.
I don't know what to say. Try to be more like Angelo. Work your best at what you do and be nice to people. Tell people you love them. Hug them, be supportive, care.
I'd like to be more like him.
December 8, 2011
Training Day, My firstborn.
This is the first sketch I wrote and produced. It started as a joke i made with one of my co-workers, and turned into this. I've always wanted to act, and write. I was cast in minor parts in a few things, and motivated me to learn how to make movies.
I don't know how to do all the technical photography and editing, but I am learning the process.
I was very fortunate to be able to cast a group of really good actors that GOT the script and what I was trying to do. Also very fortunate to work with Matthew Copeland. This was his first camera and editing job, and I think it looks solid.
Enjoy the show!
August 25, 2011
not as tech savvy as i need to be
I don't have the physical gifts of my father, an electrician, carpenter, plumber and mechanic. I grew up when the goal was to go to college , sit in front of a computr and make enough money so you'd be able to pay someone to do that.
I haven't.
So my computer skills should be flying high, right? I'm decent.
I used to be impressed that I figured the way to copy photographs from websites back in 1997. haven't prgressed much more than that.
never learned HTML, photoshop, and right now, I can't get facebook to delete one of my emails from my facebook page. (the one I use for real people work)
This shit is frustrating. I'm glad you found this. :) <~~~that was the other thing I learned.
I haven't.
So my computer skills should be flying high, right? I'm decent.
I used to be impressed that I figured the way to copy photographs from websites back in 1997. haven't prgressed much more than that.
never learned HTML, photoshop, and right now, I can't get facebook to delete one of my emails from my facebook page. (the one I use for real people work)
This shit is frustrating. I'm glad you found this. :) <~~~that was the other thing I learned.
June 15, 2011
truth
I am having such performance anxiety that I can't finish this blog because I fear you'll judge me.
JESUS
JESUS
February 16, 2011
Fixing Business with Pleasure
I’m a comedian, I tell jokes, I make money for it, sometimes. There is a certain level of professionalism, yet I still I can perform my job while drinking, and I get to talk about penises and minorities. I am single, I’m not lonely, but I am in my thirties, which in my hometown would have me between my third and fourth wife by now.

It takes a special person to love a comedian. We travel alot, and when around we are sarcastic, jaded a-holes looking at life as material. It takes a special person to love a comedian.

Some comedians/ comics go the simple route, they date within the clan. It makes sense, they are around. They likely “get” you, and you have similarities.
One problem, when you break up and likely date another comic, you start to get a reputation, I’m not saying it’s valid, but you get one. So, yeah you kind of have to own it.
Quick story.
I worked at a gas station chain back home; loved it. There were like 60 stores in the city, we worked hard, worked jackball hours, and partied a lot. Often fellow employees would wind up hooking up. It was no big thing. However, once you hooked up with a with a second employee, the guys and gals were both looked as sluts. (However in Oklahoma, you can be considered promiscuous, for having killer dance moves , and yes I do have them)

Being looked down by your coworkers can truly fuck you up, and put in you in a socially awkward state and possibly affect your job performance.
The only advantage to being a skanky convenience store employee over a skanky comedian? We had health insurance at the gas station.
It takes a special person to love a comedian. We travel alot, and when around we are sarcastic, jaded a-holes looking at life as material. It takes a special person to love a comedian.
Some comedians/ comics go the simple route, they date within the clan. It makes sense, they are around. They likely “get” you, and you have similarities.
One problem, when you break up and likely date another comic, you start to get a reputation, I’m not saying it’s valid, but you get one. So, yeah you kind of have to own it.
Quick story.
I worked at a gas station chain back home; loved it. There were like 60 stores in the city, we worked hard, worked jackball hours, and partied a lot. Often fellow employees would wind up hooking up. It was no big thing. However, once you hooked up with a with a second employee, the guys and gals were both looked as sluts. (However in Oklahoma, you can be considered promiscuous, for having killer dance moves , and yes I do have them)
Being looked down by your coworkers can truly fuck you up, and put in you in a socially awkward state and possibly affect your job performance.
The only advantage to being a skanky convenience store employee over a skanky comedian? We had health insurance at the gas station.
February 8, 2011
You can find me in da club...
Comics that talk shit about porn stars, Jersey Shore and Ke$ha but are afraid to talk about Industry are more pussy than doing black and Mexican jokes in Beverly Hills. I have always thought staying with safe topics is as appealing as having sex while wearing a T-Shirt. I’mma talk about comedy clubs.
Comedy clubs are in business to make money; which is sort of expected. What really is sad for comedy is some clubs get so focused on short term profits; they forget that it’s a million times easier to get a person to come back, than come out once.
If you are friends with a comic, and they are relatively new, they will invariably invite you to a shitty show. I did it, and yes I apologize. These are shows that no one wants to see and are usually in real screwball time slots. These are Bringer shows. They are godawful and the only reason anyone goes is because they are somehow friends (at least until this night) of one of the comics.
Ever been to a comedy show and only one section of the crowd is laughing their balls off, to a mild chuckleworthy joke? Yup, that was a bringer.

Bringer shows are full of cute names like “emerging”, “developing” “bursting” comics that could just all be easily called naïve. They don’t realize they are doing the producer and promoters job for them all in the name of premature stage time.
To their credit, it is HARD to produce a successful show in Los Angeles. I have done it with a moderate amount of success.
There are a handful of comedians in Los Angeles I have seen that know how to get an audience, and most importantly, get an audience to return. I tip my cap to the comics that book their own shows full of hot comics : Mark Fry, Sam Tripoli, Jonny Loquasto, Justine Marino, Jimmy Talerico, Chris Millhouse, Rudy Moreno, Amir Kamyab, DJ Cooch to name a few. You know something else? They are all funnier comics, because they surround themselves with the best comics they can find.
If you look at consistently hot shows, Tiger Lily, 12 Shiny Nickels, Comedy Juice, Punk House, Refried Fridays, Mo Better Mondays, Comedy Revival, Comedy Meltdown, Chocolate Sundays, Comedy is Dead, etc, you see the top shows have all two key elements, repeat patrons, and top comics
What these faggot producers don’t realize is it fucks the game up, by ear-raping a casual audience.
For example, you and I both open a restaurant on the same street; I do regular stuff, you sell your pasta for a nickel a noodle and have people lined up around the block. It’s great until you realize people find out your cooks don’t wash their hands after squeezing one off and your meat came from Sub-Saharan Africa. Botulism spreads, people leave, don’t return and no one wants any Italian food.
And now I’m going broke because you chose to be a faggot. Gay people shouldn’t be upset when I say faggot; faggots should be though.
Comedy clubs are in business to make money; which is sort of expected. What really is sad for comedy is some clubs get so focused on short term profits; they forget that it’s a million times easier to get a person to come back, than come out once.
If you are friends with a comic, and they are relatively new, they will invariably invite you to a shitty show. I did it, and yes I apologize. These are shows that no one wants to see and are usually in real screwball time slots. These are Bringer shows. They are godawful and the only reason anyone goes is because they are somehow friends (at least until this night) of one of the comics.
Ever been to a comedy show and only one section of the crowd is laughing their balls off, to a mild chuckleworthy joke? Yup, that was a bringer.
Bringer shows are full of cute names like “emerging”, “developing” “bursting” comics that could just all be easily called naïve. They don’t realize they are doing the producer and promoters job for them all in the name of premature stage time.
To their credit, it is HARD to produce a successful show in Los Angeles. I have done it with a moderate amount of success.
There are a handful of comedians in Los Angeles I have seen that know how to get an audience, and most importantly, get an audience to return. I tip my cap to the comics that book their own shows full of hot comics : Mark Fry, Sam Tripoli, Jonny Loquasto, Justine Marino, Jimmy Talerico, Chris Millhouse, Rudy Moreno, Amir Kamyab, DJ Cooch to name a few. You know something else? They are all funnier comics, because they surround themselves with the best comics they can find.
If you look at consistently hot shows, Tiger Lily, 12 Shiny Nickels, Comedy Juice, Punk House, Refried Fridays, Mo Better Mondays, Comedy Revival, Comedy Meltdown, Chocolate Sundays, Comedy is Dead, etc, you see the top shows have all two key elements, repeat patrons, and top comics
What these faggot producers don’t realize is it fucks the game up, by ear-raping a casual audience.
For example, you and I both open a restaurant on the same street; I do regular stuff, you sell your pasta for a nickel a noodle and have people lined up around the block. It’s great until you realize people find out your cooks don’t wash their hands after squeezing one off and your meat came from Sub-Saharan Africa. Botulism spreads, people leave, don’t return and no one wants any Italian food.
And now I’m going broke because you chose to be a faggot. Gay people shouldn’t be upset when I say faggot; faggots should be though.
January 4, 2011
Sappy Lew Year
OK So i feel like a piece of me has been removed, which normally would be traumatic, but my cancerous negativity has been replaced by recent events.
My new year started off in fine form. In fact I'll back track even further.
I was back in Oklahoma for Thanksgiving, I met a cool chick at a bar. I charmed her with my yelling at the TV during the Bedlam loss (Damn you Landry Jones!!) I got her number we hit off her, so yeah that was cool.
Then I team up with two really skilled, smart and savvy comics to put togather one of the best shows anyone in LA had seen. I got to showcase a few of my younger comics along with four legitimate headlining comics (Sam Tripoli, Bil Dwyer, Jerry Rocha and Marianne Sierk. The house was packed, we sold tickets, we were able to pay the comics...amazingly rare that this happens in LA.

The girl from Oklahoma came out to LA for New Year's Eve. We hung, I showed her LA, and got to give her a kiss at Midnight on New Year’s Eve…Cool, but even cooler when I add that we were at a dope party in Silverlake and had an awesome view of the fireworks from Dodger Stadium.
Yesterday, I was off work from my day job, and had like a Hollywood day, the kind of day I dream about.
I did some newspaper interviews via phone for some upcoming shows. I booked some shows for February. I was able to do a favor for a very talented comedienne who will appreciate it.
And then I found out I am booked for a TV show, small appearance, but enough to get my SAG voucher.
It’s finally happening…I am at a loss for words, and I am ready to get uncomfortable and take the next million steps.

I’ll try and not be a douche, but I hope I am ready.
I had a show at the Comedy Store last night, and somewhat fell flat, but I didn’t care. I know I am talented and am excited about this opportunity.
A guest of mine walked with me on my way out the back patio, and was impressed with all the comics reaching out to say hey.
Awwww Fuck, I’m starting to like LA. I must be sick
My new year started off in fine form. In fact I'll back track even further.
I was back in Oklahoma for Thanksgiving, I met a cool chick at a bar. I charmed her with my yelling at the TV during the Bedlam loss (Damn you Landry Jones!!) I got her number we hit off her, so yeah that was cool.
Then I team up with two really skilled, smart and savvy comics to put togather one of the best shows anyone in LA had seen. I got to showcase a few of my younger comics along with four legitimate headlining comics (Sam Tripoli, Bil Dwyer, Jerry Rocha and Marianne Sierk. The house was packed, we sold tickets, we were able to pay the comics...amazingly rare that this happens in LA.
The girl from Oklahoma came out to LA for New Year's Eve. We hung, I showed her LA, and got to give her a kiss at Midnight on New Year’s Eve…Cool, but even cooler when I add that we were at a dope party in Silverlake and had an awesome view of the fireworks from Dodger Stadium.
Yesterday, I was off work from my day job, and had like a Hollywood day, the kind of day I dream about.
I did some newspaper interviews via phone for some upcoming shows. I booked some shows for February. I was able to do a favor for a very talented comedienne who will appreciate it.
And then I found out I am booked for a TV show, small appearance, but enough to get my SAG voucher.
It’s finally happening…I am at a loss for words, and I am ready to get uncomfortable and take the next million steps.
I’ll try and not be a douche, but I hope I am ready.
I had a show at the Comedy Store last night, and somewhat fell flat, but I didn’t care. I know I am talented and am excited about this opportunity.
A guest of mine walked with me on my way out the back patio, and was impressed with all the comics reaching out to say hey.
Awwww Fuck, I’m starting to like LA. I must be sick
November 11, 2010
This post is gay
I truly don't give a shit about some of the gay issues in the media these days. I am in fact patting myself on the back, because I no longer have cable TV so I don't watch the slop that passes for news. One of the things I hear about ALL the time are the gay issues.
I don't know if this was part of the all out blitz by the Republican party to take back the Congress. To me, It's a mysteriously polarizing issues. I work with many gays, through my dayjob and in comedy. Chances are they don't want to fuck you.
Walking through life being afraid of people is not attractive to anyone. Granted in a prison situation, yes raping the homophobe may be attractive, but I personally won't end up there until Los Angeles makes parking tickets a criminal offense, in lieu of a way just to fuck with the general populace.

I don't consider bullying of gays a problem. I consider bullying of anyone to be a problem. Yes, It's unfortunate that people feel the need to section off and go for the weak. Yet animals do it all the time.
And yeah some of the weaker psycholgicaly people will take the lead sandwich, chances are they were just looking for a reason to do it. People are assholes, and teenagers show little restraint. Water is wet, the sky is blue, and NBA'ers bang blondes. I wish it wasn't true, but let's not polarize and just protect gays from the failures at life. Let's work on society.

I don't know if this was part of the all out blitz by the Republican party to take back the Congress. To me, It's a mysteriously polarizing issues. I work with many gays, through my dayjob and in comedy. Chances are they don't want to fuck you.
Walking through life being afraid of people is not attractive to anyone. Granted in a prison situation, yes raping the homophobe may be attractive, but I personally won't end up there until Los Angeles makes parking tickets a criminal offense, in lieu of a way just to fuck with the general populace.
I don't consider bullying of gays a problem. I consider bullying of anyone to be a problem. Yes, It's unfortunate that people feel the need to section off and go for the weak. Yet animals do it all the time.
And yeah some of the weaker psycholgicaly people will take the lead sandwich, chances are they were just looking for a reason to do it. People are assholes, and teenagers show little restraint. Water is wet, the sky is blue, and NBA'ers bang blondes. I wish it wasn't true, but let's not polarize and just protect gays from the failures at life. Let's work on society.
Gay Marriage, I don't give a shit. I don't plan on getting married. nor am I gay.
It's like NHL highlights during Sportscenter. I am not Candian, I don't ice skate. All you are doing is interrupting any chance I could have to watch Oklahoma State football highlights.
I think gays should be treated just like everyone else. let them do the will stuff, the insurance stuff, and let them be as lame as all the married straight couples I know. If someone is adament about stopping gay marriage, here is the best you can do....Don't marry a gay person.
I do chuckle about gay adoption. I ruined a pair of pants one time when I heard a newscaster say, Gays rearing children.....yes I'm 12. 
Gays in the military is a hot topic for republicans. If they were as fiscally responsible as they claim to be, and not into policing the world. Our soldier supply wouldn't be in such a dire need.
I think Don't ask, don't tell was righ for the 90s , and showed that homophobes can serve alongside gays. However, now that the cat (or cock...heh) is out of the bag, per se. We should treat these cats that serve our nation just like anyone else.
I am surprised that so many of them are OK with being dressed alike though. (yeah that was kind of a weak one)
September 24, 2010
September 9, 2010
August 14, 2010
July 28, 2010
I swear to goodness
I will start blogging more often, not these epic paragraph after paragraph posts of before. but a little more often.
I hate LA, Don't get your hopes up , normal world. I am perfectly capable of being miserable anywhere. I would just rather be miserable somewhere I can afford my rent.
Some things I want to do in the future:
Learn Photoshop,
Get a better job, that will allow me flexibility
Drop some weight
Get back up in front of the mic.
Stay not smoking!
I hate LA, Don't get your hopes up , normal world. I am perfectly capable of being miserable anywhere. I would just rather be miserable somewhere I can afford my rent.
Some things I want to do in the future:
Learn Photoshop,
Get a better job, that will allow me flexibility
Drop some weight
Get back up in front of the mic.
Stay not smoking!
February 24, 2010
Puns and Roses
I don’t blog much, because I rarely stop and smell the proverbial roses, I already know what roses smell like. Besides, I am not gay, a florist (redundant?), or a chick; and with my disgusting cigarette habit I wouldn’t have time to appreciate them.

I would probably enjoy feeling the thorns entrench themselves in my flesh to make me remember what it’s like to feel again. Hollywood has changed me, shocker I know, I was hoping to change this city. I am only one man (albeit I do a few characters).
I am tired of the favors, the fake smiles, fake hugs, and being friends with everyone. I don’t have to be everyone’s friend, they certainly aren’t gonna be mine. In fact I took this to the cyber level, when I decided to stop accepting friend requests from random people on facebook. (I know bold move, right?)
People are so afraid of telling dickheads that they are dickheads, especially in this entertainment industry. I don’t offer unsolicited advice, but if people genuinely want my advice I’ll praise or *offer ways to improve*
I am just sick of people that are afraid of conflict. I am not saying life should be a scene from Oz, but if you are doing something asinine retarded, a good person will break the bullshit aura of decorum and call you out on that.
It happened to me, I went on stage at a bar show a few weeks ago *drunk*, and not a beer too many, but wasted. My set blew, the crowd felt uncomfortable, and I felt worse. I ended my set short because I didn’t forsee a big finish, and I didn’t want to suck any more air out of the room.

Afterwards I was told I was an idiot, I’m funnier than that, I made a stupid choice, and there are a 1000 comics in my position in LA that wanted the spot I was in.
I appreciated the dress-down. It was coming from a good place and it was definitely warranted. I f I didn’t want to hear it, I should have had my shit together.
I didn’t hold my head down, but felt really good I got that ass-chewing, probably just because in mid-chew, he said I was funny.
I would probably enjoy feeling the thorns entrench themselves in my flesh to make me remember what it’s like to feel again. Hollywood has changed me, shocker I know, I was hoping to change this city. I am only one man (albeit I do a few characters).
I am tired of the favors, the fake smiles, fake hugs, and being friends with everyone. I don’t have to be everyone’s friend, they certainly aren’t gonna be mine. In fact I took this to the cyber level, when I decided to stop accepting friend requests from random people on facebook. (I know bold move, right?)
People are so afraid of telling dickheads that they are dickheads, especially in this entertainment industry. I don’t offer unsolicited advice, but if people genuinely want my advice I’ll praise or *offer ways to improve*
I am just sick of people that are afraid of conflict. I am not saying life should be a scene from Oz, but if you are doing something asinine retarded, a good person will break the bullshit aura of decorum and call you out on that.
It happened to me, I went on stage at a bar show a few weeks ago *drunk*, and not a beer too many, but wasted. My set blew, the crowd felt uncomfortable, and I felt worse. I ended my set short because I didn’t forsee a big finish, and I didn’t want to suck any more air out of the room.
Afterwards I was told I was an idiot, I’m funnier than that, I made a stupid choice, and there are a 1000 comics in my position in LA that wanted the spot I was in.
I appreciated the dress-down. It was coming from a good place and it was definitely warranted. I f I didn’t want to hear it, I should have had my shit together.
I didn’t hold my head down, but felt really good I got that ass-chewing, probably just because in mid-chew, he said I was funny.
February 11, 2010
I'm not a playa Haiti-er
I just don't see why all of a sudden people realize they were supposed to give a shit??!?!? Oh Well Two and a Half Men got picked up for another season, and that's what Americans are really concerned with.
I wrote this joke on the way to the set, and this was the first time I had used it on stage. The delivery stinks, but I am sure you get my drift.
I rode with another comic to this gig. We were talking about our love for live performances. Although we both know that TV and film is where the money is at. The talk inspired me to up with my new favorite term for doing a good set in front of a good crowd...Microwave Happiness. I'll use that term more often.
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haiti,
microwave happiness,
two and a half men
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