March 2012
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February 2012
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The desert, metal beasts, and a weirdo wife…art safari!
Feb 27th
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Observations of amateur comedy by an amateur comic
Did a mic at a club in San Diego last night, and I’m happy to report that racism, misogyny, and homophobia are alive and well in west coast amateur standup too. One comic managed to hate minorities and women in one sentence about aborting pregnancies by pushing women down the stairs, which—JK!—he doesn’t have to do because he’s “white and has $400.”...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 21st
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I’ve been studying After Effects for several months now, getting into some motion graphics, animations and post-production effects. It’s a great program that lets you animate ANYTHING! As you can see from this video, though, I’ve peaked.
Feb 14th
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Got a Valentine’s card from my wife this morning. On the sidewalk. Yeah. We’re that couple.
Feb 14th
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It's Charles Dickens' 200th Birthday!
Hey, guys! Charles Dickens was born 200 years ago today. What better time to put on your smoking jacket, pour a glass of scotch and tuck into one of this master’s tomes? Here’s a list of some of Dickens’ best to help you get started. A Christmas Carol — Who can forget ol’ Scrooge, little Tiny Tim and the fact there’s not one single carol in this whole book?...
Feb 7th
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Feb 7th
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suspicious-sarah: Oh, no! The Giants got trapped in the Canyon of Heroes and had to cut off their arms.
Feb 7th
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Feb 2nd
“In an earlier interview with The A.P., Mr. Cosby said that he previously refused...”
– Geez! What the fuck’s up Bill Cosby’s ass?
Feb 2nd
January 2012
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Jan 30th
Can I borrow a spider?
I started doing standup about a month ago. I’ve been hitting the open mics pretty religiously, knowing that only being on stage is going to make being on stage better. So far, it’s fraught with anxiety and uncertainty. I’ve had several dreams about standup already, a sure sign that I’m wrestling with its meaning and import in the depths of my mind. Last night I dreamed...
Jan 30th
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New York AIDS Memorial →
My dad was diagnosed HIV positive in 1986. He died of AIDS in 1996. I doubt there will ever be a national AIDS memorial, so it’s nice that New York is acknowledging the impact this disease has had.
Jan 30th
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“Under the restored system, a “Late Show” staffer will scout comedians at clubs...”
– New York Times, Jan. 17, 2012 Oh, man! This is so awesome. All I gotta do now is wait for them to hit the open mics at The Creek, see my stilted and self-conscious comedic styling, realize it’s the future of comedy and book me on the Late Show. Next stop Hollywood!
Jan 17th
A royalty-free play I've written for your local...
“There are a lot of folks who believe that we are really in the end times,” he told me, “and the election of Obama was a signal that the end times were here.” New York Times, January 12, 2012. Jesus You thought what? Christian We thought…we thought it was the end times. Jesus Why? Christian [mumbles] Jesus Why? Christian Because Obama was elected. Jesus What the fuck is wrong with...
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“They’re very Dickenish.”
– My sister commenting on Sarah’s fingerless gloves at Christmas, apparently unaware that the word is Dickensian…or that his name wasn’t Charles Dicken. Let’s get the adjective Dickenish into rotation, though, OK?
Jan 2nd
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Soul Matez
Seth: …and it could be called Soul Mates. Sarah: With a z…?
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“I woke up to use the bathroom, and I had this irrational fear of them...”
– Sarah, worrying about the TSA’s policy on traveling with lots of cheese.
Dec 24th
Will someone explain molestation to my landlord?
A pipe burst in the wall of our building over the weekend, leaving us without hot water in the kitchen. The landlord came over on Sunday, agreed that we didn’t have hot water, and then returned on Monday to fix the pipe, restoring our hot water. And all were happy. Until this morning, when, as I walked to the train, I heard the unmistakably scratchy “Hey!” of my squat...
Dec 21st