What I learned during the apocalypse…
As many of you know (and many don’t), a few months back I packed up and moved to my hometown of Santa Rosa in the… Read More »What I learned during the apocalypse…
Life as a comic
In praise of friendship(s)…and maybe even Facebook
The definition of friend might stretch a bit wider than when Webster first put it in his book. (I’m talking dictionary not the autobiography of… Read More »In praise of friendship(s)…and maybe even Facebook
Ray Charles paid my rent
Thirty years ago, as a baby comic, I would venture almost anywhere my car would take me to do comedy. Living in San Francisco (when… Read More »Ray Charles paid my rent
Giving credit where credit is due
Sometimes blogging involves a burden. One might have a subject of some personal “weight.” One way to lose it is to share it, which puts… Read More »Giving credit where credit is due
A great week—and a great weekend
One great part of my life is looking for laughter in my days and activities and, well, everywhere. I carry a pen and paper (old… Read More »A great week—and a great weekend
No longer listless
Thirty-five years ago (ish), I met my great aunt Frieda’s cousin, Edie. Who ended up being the oldest person I’ve ever met as she lived… Read More »No longer listless
Three things no comedian needs: heat, hecklers and hubris
Stage time is often golden time. This stand-up comedy show-biz “thang” needs to be kindly cultivated and given adequate time for random thoughts…to become jokes…to… Read More »Three things no comedian needs: heat, hecklers and hubris
Cosby and his influence
In my act, on stage, and in my thinking about material off stage, I leave out the people that make the news, and rarely call… Read More »Cosby and his influence