Well slap me with a happy paddle and call me Sally Salisbury, how the hell are we doing? Tickle my toes and blow my nose, it’s been a minute hasn’t it? I’ve been working a lot, so that’s exciting. It’s not. It’s not exciting. But I’m saving up to go to America, South this summer … Continue reading Finding My Groove and Sticking to My Style
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Fighting Pain, Getting Sober and Surrendering Anger
Hello. My name is Jason and I’m sucking down a strawberry smoothie on a Sunday. I have no idea what I’m going to do with this day yet and that is okay. I don’t know why I’m typing in a monotone robot voice, but that is okay. Everything is okay. Everything is actually great, to … Continue reading Fighting Pain, Getting Sober and Surrendering Anger
Dingleberry McSlingus
Once upon a time there was a little boy named Dingleberry McSlingus. He was devil-eyed dingus, that boy. About as dumb as they get. Legend has it the local Elk’s club administered an IQ test to an old can of Barbasol shaving cream and it scored higher than the boy. Tough to navigate the world … Continue reading Dingleberry McSlingus
Changing My Relationship With Comedy
Hi, my name is Jessica and I’m a white girl. I love to shop at Target and Trader Joe’s, and the most interesting thing about me is that I like dogs and coffee. Sometimes I go eat Mexican food with my friends and we get really colorful margaritas and cackle for hours. I’m 23 and … Continue reading Changing My Relationship With Comedy
The Dark Side of Comedy
In every industry, there’s inevitably going to be something about it that we don’t like. Even if it’s our dream job, some ugly aspect of the work will rear its head. Sometimes it can be part of the work itself, sometimes it’s the other employees or the boss, sometimes it’s the customers… who knows what … Continue reading The Dark Side of Comedy
Searching for Meaning
Well rub a bunch of lotion on my tits and call me over for dinner, it sure is good to see you again. The last couple of weeks have been very interesting. It feels like a turning of the tides in my life and I’m not exactly sure which way the tide is turning. I’ve … Continue reading Searching for Meaning
Sleep Paralysis/ Bombing On Stage/ Love
Well slap me sideways and leave me on the side of the highway, it must be Monday. I feel like a human again, so that’s good. I had a four day stretch from hell. Sweet mother of a dumb kid who lives at Chuck-e-Cheese what an absolute battle. Sometimes life smacks you across the balls … Continue reading Sleep Paralysis/ Bombing On Stage/ Love
Making Money and Self Discovery
Well blow my glass and call me a bong, It’s been a long time hasn’t it? No, it hasn’t. I’ve been writing way too many blog posts, I’m pretty sure it’s only been a day or two max. This has definitely become habit at this point. It’s part of my Vladimir Routine. I have to … Continue reading Making Money and Self Discovery
Don’t Read This
Well dabble me with a bit of simple syrup and call me a coffee because I’m ready to be DRUNK. No. That’s not right. I don’t want to be drunk. I got drunk yesterday. I don’t get drunk often because I don’t enjoy being drunk enough to deal with how ass I feel the next … Continue reading Don’t Read This
Love-struck Market
I sold my soul at the love-struck market hoping for a sign but I'm stuck here starving I wish a thief would come along to pickpocket the pain but trouble only passes through the fingers of the frayed slips through the cracks of the half-baked asphalt passes through the sewage waiting for the rain washed … Continue reading Love-struck Market