Halloween Post #1

Jim Fath, who has performed at my show as part of Hey You Millionaires, is going crazy with videos on Phat Phree. Here's his "Ultimate 11 Halloween Houses," featuring "The house where the guy jumps out and scares the sh*t out of you":



Among the other eleven is this one, featuring my Underground co-producer Dan "Creepyface" Telfer:



Oh, and speaking of Dan, who's doing an entire upcoming set as a zombie, there's this: the Emergency Zombie Defense Station.

Liveblogging From Work (Again)

...this time from a different coffee shop.

If you think this post is waste of your time, imagine how my various editors feel.

Liveblogging From Work

...work with a sangria, that is. I'm at Uncommon Ground, just north of iO and Wrigley Field. I know, I look shiny. I rode my bike here and got rained on a bit. I like to think of it as "glow."

I'm transcribing an interview with an architect in Utah, and a builder in Houston, then I'm going to have a nice dinner with a friend, damnit. I hyperfocus on work too much and I even structure the fun out of comedy most of the time -- I need to have more fun!

Dear Readers, Where Did You Come From, and Where Did You Go?

For some reason, I have a lot of fans in Italy and France who read me frequently. Hi, Europe!

People at NASA, The Smithsonian, American Airlines, and the US Navy also check in with me regularly, as well as someone from the Information Services Division in Alabama. Shame on you! You should all be working, instead of spending time here! Of course, so should I. But seriously, spaceships and submarines are so much more important than me and my blatherings. Get back to work.

Today I nabbed a reader from "National Geographic Society, Room 272." That's cool. But it makes me wonder, what do the jerks in Rooms 1-271 have against me?

Someone at Tulane University in New Orleans used to read me nearly every day, and then, after Katrina, never came back. I sometimes wonder what happened to that person and what the storm did to their life. I hope it was a student who graduated and went on to start a happy adult life.

Here's my favorite. Playboy Enterprises in Chicago checks me out from time to time. Maybe they're scoping for a "Naked Women of Comedy" pictorial. You will never see my boobs! Never! Well, unless you get me really drunk and giggly. Anything could happen then.