I spent the past week wishing I could write something.
Like a cute story that has a lesson wrapped up in the antics of a new puppy, or how the pure and powerful question of a child impacted an unsuspecting adult. Even better, a story about a kid AND a
I’m going to the polls tomorrow.
I thought a lot about mailing in my vote, or voting early in-person. I am forever grateful to live in a country – even one marred by the Promethean scars of organized inequality – where I am able to do either. They are logical, sensible
Nine years ago, I cracked my tooth on a snack of chips and guacamole. Yesterday, I had it pulled.
I have my reasons.
First, I’ve lived half of my life as a working, charismatic, uninsured actor. I’ve always had food to eat and a roof over my head
Nine years ago, I cracked my tooth on a snack of chips and guacamole. Yesterday, I had it pulled.
I have my reasons.
First, I’ve lived half of my life as a working, charismatic, uninsured actor. I’ve always had food to eat and a roof over my head
I spent the past week wishing I could write something.
Like a cute story that has a lesson wrapped up in the antics of a new puppy, or how the pure and powerful question of a child impacted an unsuspecting adult. Even better, a story about a kid AND a
I’m going to the polls tomorrow.
I thought a lot about mailing in my vote, or voting early in-person. I am forever grateful to live in a country – even one marred by the Promethean scars of organized inequality – where I am able to do either. They are logical, sensible
I threw my back out on Thursday. If it didn’t hurt so much, I would be proud to have one of the top 5 sitcom-related injuries, and would be looking forward to 22-25 minutes of quirky hi-jinks. But since my life isn’t produced by Warner Bros. Television, I’
I wasn’t cool enough to make a mix tape.
I never knew what songs to put on it
To tell you how much I wanted You,
Needed You,
Baaaaaabyyyy!
(You’re supposed to sing that last line like you mean it.)
I made radio shows with my cousin,
Cracking
My best friend told me this on the phone yesterday. Yes, we talk on the phone. Yes, I know we’re grown men and that Zoom is a thing. Shut up.
We’re are friends and collaborators. Together, we have created and produced 15 independent sketch comedy shows, video shorts,
It’s hard to explain how good it feels to hear that. Let me try, though.
It tells me that I am reaching someone in a way that’s unusual to them. Whatever I’m saying is resonating in a way that is both familiar and exciting, which means that
I’ve spent the bulk of the week working on creating new copy for my company’s reopening – we decided to take the tragedy of having a dark stage and turn it into a time for reevaluation, reorganization, and creation. Our company is artist owned and operated, and as an
