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My Guardians of the Galaxy Mix

Volume whatever for: 

            fights, betrayals, finding the merch, meeting old and new friends.

Kung Fu Fighting Carl Douglas

Forever Mine O’Jays 

Rocking Chair Gwen McCrae

All the Way Lover Millie Jackson

Working My Way Back to You The Spinners

There it Is Tyrone Davis

Walking in Rhythm the Blackbyrds

Your Precious Love Marvin Gaye Tammi Terrell

But It’s Alright J.J. Jackson

Higher and Higher Jackie Wilson

Chuck Cunningham

My brother Russ on our brother Terry going to visit our dad, “everyone keeps saying to me - you have a brother Terry?” and i say, ‘yes. he’s like Chuck Cunningham. You don’t see him much after the first season.” 

I’m still laughing. Which lead Russ to go TOO FAR. “That might be too old. Try Molly Ringwald in Facts of Life” Me, wait. that’s not a lot newer. THEN… “or how about Don Grady from My Three Sons.” me, blank stare, “Yeah!! he played the oldest brother Robbie in the first season!” That was 1960. I don’t think you were BORN Russ. “Yeah, but everyone watches reruns.” Hmmm. I still like Chuck Cunningham. 

Love the idea how to reply to replies :)

Family Circle…

Talking to one of my nephews today, “Uncle Phil never tells anyone that story about being kidnapped from the Moonies, does he?” Me, “you’ve been around Kashian’s for 15 years. That’s what we do…tell stories of when we were not the hero. The classic beginning to most stories in our family: “Listen to this time when I was an idiot” and/or “I was such a jackass, it was hilarious.” Most of the time, I think, we re just proud we weren’t killed.

Comics - it’s been a while

Just went and picked up WEEKs of comics. Here’s the ones I got: 

Daredevil - Waid, Samnee, Rodriguez the Waid, Krause, Kalisz
Deadpool XForce - Swierczynski, Larraz, Woodard
Guardians of the Galaxy - Corona Pilgrim, Di Vito, Villari
Legandary Star Lord - Humphries, Medina, Vlasco, Curiel
Rocket Raccoon - Young, Beaulieu
Captain Marvel - Deconnick, Lopez, Loughridge
Loki, Agent of Asgard - Ewing, Garbett, Woodard
Moon Knight - Ellils, Shalvey, Bellaire
NOVA - Duggan, Baldeon, Pallot, Curiel
X-Men - Wood, Buffagni, Briones
Iron Man - Gillen, Bennett, Hanna, Guru eFX
All New X-Factor - David, Di Giandomenico, Loughridge
New Warriors - Yost, Roche, Baldeon, Tarragona, Redmond
THOR God of Thunder - Aaron, Ribic, Svorcina
Amazing Spider Man - Slott, Ramon, Olazaba, Delgado
Black Widow - Edmondson, Noto
Deadboy Detectives - Litt, Buckingham, Braun

Huntress Word’sFinest PowerGirl -Levitz, McDaniel
Batman Superman - Pak, Raney, Lashley, Mendoza

Fables - Willingham, Buckingham, LeiaLoha, Pepoy
The Unwritten Apocalypse - Carey, Gross
Fairest - Buckingham, Braun
Astro City - Busiek, Anderson, Ross

Legenderry, A Steampunk Adventure - Willingham, Davila

Boom! Box
Lumberjanes - Stevenson, Ellis, Watters, Allen

Dark Horse
BPRD Hell on Earth - Mignola, Arcudi, Campbell, Stewart
The Goon - Eric Powell
Witchfinder - Newman, McHugh, Crook, Stewart

Abstract Studio
Rachel Rising - Terry Moore

Kill Shakespeare - McCreery, Delcol, Belanger, Chankhamma

Chew - Layman, Guillory
Trees - Ellis, Howard
COWL - Higgins, Siegel, Reis
SAGA - Vaughan, Staples
FATALE - Brubaker, Phillips
Alex & Ada - Luna, Vaughn (Sarah)

  • Track Name

    The Dark Side

  • Album

    September 21, 2012

  • Artist

    Jackie Kashian

My Stepmom died this month a couple years ago. I had lunch with her July 4th, 2012 and she died July 25th. I did The Moth in September of 2012. I miss her. 

Apologizing to hecklers for snapping.

SO: There has been a lot of media focus on heckler altercations lately. Eddie Griffin and Tammy Pescatelli both had drinks thrown at them. What are your thoughts on these recent rather violent heckler entanglements? Do you think comedians should retaliate? Is heckling just an on the job hazard? If it weren’t for hecklers we might not have brilliant comedians like you! Grin.

Jackie: I’m glad Tosh apologized. But not because of anything besides that it was rude. It wasn’t genocide. He shouldn’t do time for it. It was just a horrible thing to say in the moment and HE was the one who said it. So he apologized and was made fun of by other comics and The Onion. Because with millions of Twitter followers, comes great responsibility.

I’ve said terrible terrible things to audience members when I’ve been furious in the moment. No one saw it; no one recorded it. But I’ve felt bad. Apologizing might have helped me move the hell on instead of still beating myself up, years later, about some drunk lady I made cry or some drunk guy I made so mad that I had to be walked to my car.

As you mentioned, I was a heckler that very first time seeing comedy. And I was the worst-case scenario. There really is nothing worse than a drunken lady heckler who thinks she’s “helping.” And that was me when I heckled Sam Kinison. The manager who shut me down did good work. Because hecklers don’t make comics better. Go see improv if you wish to be “part of the show.” They want you to “help.” Stand up comics have written material they slaved over between shots and chicken wings. Comics don’t need your “help” anymore than when, you go to a play, you should shout the lines to the actors in Richard III if they aren’t saying them “fast enough.”

Griffin and Pescatelli? Well… they are pretty well known and the Tosh thing just happened so they got some extra attention. But know this, Internet, as I type, as you read, as anyone later is reading this…right now, hundreds of comics are offending dozens of men and women around the earth.

As far as “is there some sort of line they crossed” yeah… the not funny line. That’s the only line there is. But it feels like, in each case, the comic was doing their act…interruptions occurred…they genuinely got mad…and then said a variation of “shut the fuck up” in a not-funny way. Just think…it could have been funny. I’ve said and heard hundreds of comics say horrible things that were funny. Comedy is crazy like that.

In Tosh’s case…if you were to hear as many rape jokes as I do – you too would become a bit of an unwilling connoisseur. If you’re not a comic or a comedy dork, you may not enjoy any of them. It was certainly too far for that lady. But I’ve had male comics tell me to shut up by saying, “I wish you were being raped right now because then you wouldn’t be talking.” And in a couple of those instances I’ve laughed when they said it. But, again, not everybody can carry it off. Guys that say it and can’t carry it off are guys I don’t hang out with. But that’s for many reasons and most of them are that they aren’t funny on several levels. Please note that there are many many many more men who find other ways to say…“Hey, you’re boring the shit out of me” including, “hey, you’re boring the shit out of me.”

I have one wish for comedy clubs and one wish for audiences of comedy. I wish clubs would police the room for their live events. This is not the first time they’ve held a live event that includes the serving of alcohol. The Laugh Factory (or any club) has had other audience participation problems. Cough…Michael Richards…cough. They might want to look into some sort of “policy.”

The second is a wish for audiences…for that lady who walked into The Laugh Factory and sat down to a show. We live in an Internet age. Google the comic you’re about to see. Daniel Tosh is not for everyone. Lisa Lampanelli is not for everyone. Hell I’M not for everyone (though I’m VERY close). YouTube Google the comic’s name…you may even, at this point, get to see them dealing with a heckler online. Do it. Save yourself humiliation, $17 and about 2500 calories in mozzarella sticks from Costco by knowing what “sort” of comedy you’re about to see.

I know the wish fairy will ignore these wishes. For the wish fairy can be a jackass.

I was looking for something online and found this interview I did a while back (Daniel Tosh said a mean thing long ago). I was FASCINATING. Check it all out but here’s my favorite thing I< MYSELF: said. 

Starter or Refresher is of TDF

Not to overwhelm but, because there’s no new ep this week… here’s either a starter list of TDF pods of great guests and great dorkdoms (fan faves of the last 3 years) or a reminder to re-listen to some of these hilar eps. or iTunes it up: 

Fan Faves of 2013

TDF EP#177 - Greg Proops - Ancient History
TDF EP#172 – Janeane/Bamford - Beading/SuzeOrman
TDF EP#198 – Live Podfest w Kilgariff/Bamford/Anthony/Valeriano - Salad
TDF EP#189 – Moshe Kasher - Religion
TDF EP#199 – Michelle McNamara - True Crime
TDF EP#203 – Ryan Stout - Traffic Court

TDF EP#150 – Gina Yashere - Ghosts/Elevators
TDF EP#151 – Craig Shoemaker - Wizard of Oz
TDF EP#207 –  Matt Mira - James Bond
TDF EP#167 – David Huntsberger - Horses
TDF EP#200 –  Andy Peters/Mike Schmidt - Wrestling
TDF EP#190 –  Cameron Esposito - Lesbians
TDF EP#202 –  Matt Weinhold/Dana Gould/ Shawn Sheridan - Halloween

Fan Faves of 2012

TDF EP#129 – Live with Michelle McNamara (True Crime)

TDF EP#111 – Jim Gaffigan (obscure news personality)

TDF EP#117 – Corey Olsen (TolkienProf)

TDF EP#126 – Live with Greg Fitzsimmons (Rage mostly)

TDF EP#142 – Live with Retta, Rajskub, Kilmartin and Scovel (riffing ep)

TDF EP#94 – Mary Jo Pehl (reading and writing and more reading)

TDF EP#133 – Kira Soltonovich (Korean Spas)

TDF EP#113 – Jesse Schell and Andy Ashcraft (oh. Video Games)

TDF EP#98 – Henry Phillips and Mike Phirman (Guitar Comedy and Music)

TDF EP#139 – Joel Hodgson (ventriloquism)

TDF EP#93 – Live with Ernie Cline (the 80s and Ready Player One)

TDF EP#102 – Dan Telfer (Dinosaurs and science in general)

TDF EP#108 – Al Madrigal (Sales and Cartoons)

TDF EP#148 – Guy Branum - Canada

TDF EP#95 – Live with Kevin Eastman (ninja turtles)

TDF EP#97 – Rose Abdoo and John Matta (tiny tiny ART! And The Thing)

TDF EP#99 – Asterios Kokkinos (Pokemon)

TDF EP#100 – PF Wilson – (football and the history of the various leagues) 

TDF EP#103 – Live with Andy Kindler (“indie” comic books)

TDF EP#104 – Merrill Markoe (I feel like we talked dogs mostly) 

TDF EP#110 – Patrick Brady (animation)  

TDF EP#120 – Erin Foley (NY Giants)

TDF EP#121 – Tom Franck (Art)

TDF EP#130 – Lois McMaster Bujold (I dork out AT her. She talks writing)

TDF EP#138 – Michael Everson (coding fonts for obscure languages) 

Fan Faves of 2011

# 55 Greg Proops – Making Baseball interesting           

# 67 Hardwick/Palascak – Harry Potter                      

# 46 Shrimp Ring (Matt Kudsen/Josh Harness)            

# 37 Karen Kilgariff  - Sandra Bullock                         

# 16 Dana Gould – Planet of the Apes                        

# 48 Aisha Tyler – girl on girl fandom                         

# 24 Jen Kirkman/ Karen Rontowksi – ghosts/UFO      

# 26 Greg/Dave – Reality TV/Music                           

# 5 PFT/Janie Haddad – Secrets/Accessories              

# 49 Dana/James - HOLLYWOOD 

Curing Lonliness

#BeaconOfHope Now that I’ve cleared up, to the approval of anyone still confused and full of men’s rage why #yesallwomen isn’t a personal attack on them…let me fix loneliness.

I am the hero of this story.

I had one “boyfriend” for 6 months in college and then, 17 yrs later, I met my husband after several years online dating. To quote my sister, “If you’re going to wait 17 years for a boyfriend, Andy was one to wait for.” *I wasn’t “waiting” patiently. But, as time went by, I didn’t end up hating men and I haven’t gone on a killing spree. I’m just saying… everyone is not-fucked. Keep trying.

Men who say “women don’t like nice guys” mean that some woman they have a crush on doesn’t like them and are not taking their overture of friendship as a gateway to romance. Guess what gentlemen, it’s EXACTLY the same for women. Everyone has bemoaned the thousands of people, who are assholes, that have boyfriends/girlfriends, while they do not. Women talk about how men only like “girls that are mean to them.” We can all see that that is the same sentence with the gender swapped. In fact, we’re all idiots at this except the people that were born good at this.

I don’t know why. If I knew why, I would always have had a boyfriend.

We’re all raised with the stories of how everyone grows up, gets a boyfriend or girlfriend, and then the movie ends. Or, even weirder, it’s the kind of movie where, someone has a loved one, only to break up with them to go out with someone hotter. In that story, two people want to sex it up with them. They have an extra, if you will. I know some people, not even assholes, who have lived that life. It’s always felt like a damn superpower to me.

I know more people who have had my experience… Not dating, not having a partner, being alone and not understanding why. It might be that I’m a comic, but I’d bet not.

What I have learned is that I was right to try. I know that you have to keep trying. I don’t know how I know that: nature, nurture, something in the water. I learned that about friendship in 9th grade, when I was 14; and I learned that about men when I was 35.

Really, Kashian? You didn’t know how to have a friend until you were 14? Right. And, until you were 35 years old you didn’t know how to try to have a boyfriend? Yes. I’m not great socially. It takes work. And romance is the scariest, so it takes hope.

I thought I was trying. I thought I WAS hitting on a guy by just standing next to them, silently using my powers of telekinesis to get him to ask me out. Or giving guys presents. Giving guys candy in junior high, buying them drinks in college, getting them work in standup after college… These are the ploys of someone that doesn’t know how to initiate a “I would like a romantic partner now” conversation.

Some men talk about the drink-buying, “I bought her drinks all night, she should know I like her.” Yeah..I’ve tried that. That’s what all that present giving is: I find you attractive, here’s some stuff. If the person you’re buying things for doesn’t like you back you’re just getting someone else drunk on your dime. And they’re still not into you. It’s not polite but some guys took the candy, the presents, the money. Just like some women do. And some guys turned it down because they knew what I was doing, because they had done it too. Just like some women do. But don’t think only men do this foolishness. I’m not the only woman that’s shelled out cash and prizes trying to get a guy to like me. And plenty of men have taken the gifts. As gifts. And not gone out with me. (Wait. AM I the hero if this story?)

My other “dating technique” (learned in college) was to get hammered and hang on some dude. Neither message says, by the way, “hey want to be my boyfriend?”

Thank God online dating was invented. Online dating made it so clear. I didn’t have to “hit on” or wait to be “hit on.” I could, from the relative safety of my house, put it out there. Men could and did ignore what I was “offering” but some guys wanted to, at least, meet and politely not be interested, face to face. Dozens of men were not interested in me (and vicey versy) after lengthy discussions online and, eventual meetings, over several years.

I’d online date for three months, pause and regroup. I’d chat with some guy who claimed to be a “young 50” or I’d meet a guy that I thought was great but he lived 40 miles away from me and neither of us was interested enough to make that drive. It was emotionally exhausting but it was the only way for me. It helped me. I have never been able to flirt. Everyone on an online dating site knows it’s purpose is to find romance. Or whatever. Because the format is clear.

I could go in saying, “I would like a date, not a friend.” We might and should become friends but the clear, unspoken point was, “do you want to ever kiss me?” “Do I want to ever kiss you?” And you (or the other person) will know immediately, or after 3 or 5 dates, yea or nay.

Most everything I know about relationships I learned from standup comedy. It’s not a particularly great way to learn but it’s also not inaccurate. The advantages of seeing one million guys bitch about their wives, girlfriends and lack thereof for a million years, is that I know what might irritate a guy and, hence, I try to be polite and not do the things premised about in any relationship I’ve had. *seemypublishedworks.

And when I say “relationship” I mean, for the first 15 years of doing standup comedy, languishing unrequited crushes on really funny comics that were not interested. And now I thank my lucky stars that they were not interested…for whatever reason.

We all look around and are attracted to the person we are attracted to. We learn early on that it’s not going to be reciprocated:

In 7th grade I went to my first dance. I was wearing my brother’s baseball jersey and a pair of his dress pants. Because they were dress pants! I stood around for a while and then a slow dance started playing. I looked around for a guy to dance with and walked up to the quarterback for the 9th grade football team. And asked him to dance. In front of his friends. Oh, he said no. I don’t remember him being mean about it. He was confused. I was dressed like a boy and I’d just turned 12. He was 14.

He was confused? I was confused, I thought, oh you ask the person you want to touch, to dance with you. Turns out there’s more to it. His needs, wants and desires, just to start. Everyone gets to pick if they don’t want to dance. Men, women…and the asker has to take it from the askee. Make a note.

I’ll say, because of my lack of innate, intuitive romance skills, I have been unaware of guys that did like me. In retrospect, those guys existed…but I couldn’t read the signs. And they weren’t any better at it than I was. They were standing next to ME, using their powers of telekinesis to get me to recognize their interest. So, I recommend we all look around in our lives. If you don’t see anyone, use the drop-down menu.

The common misconceptions of comics who are, at the moment they write a joke, not “getting any,” can encourage preconceptions of an entire audience. Of the dozens of irritating comedy premises (from every kind of person) one that is often poorly done (and occasionally really well done) is, “women can get laid whenever they want to.” I get the premise, gentlemen. But not really.

I know I’ve wanted to get laid and then couldn’t just get laid. Because, just as men don’t generally want just “any hole,” most women don’t want “just any penis.” I can’t decide to have sex with the guy that I wanted to have sex with. Hello Dick Cavett 1987! And if I have sex just for the “tune up” there will always be that “awkward moment” when you can’t help but think, “is this where he kills me?” *joke fromBreadAlbum. #fulldisclosure You can’t have an orgasm if you’re poised for flight. Super tense.

I used to be able, rarely, to get laid when I got drunk enough. I could let go of my fears. And I could blow off the real thought in my head, which is that I didn’t just want to get laid, I wanted a steady fella. When I stopped getting drunk to get laid, I couldn’t just get laid. Which is when I started trying to figure out how to get a boyfriend.

And then I got a boyfriend and it was scary as all hell. “Now what?” Was my next irrational fear. What do I do with him now? Well. It turns out that, if it’s the right person, you WANT to hang out with them even when you’re not “doing it.” You can become friends and lovers and supporters of each others’ work and hobbies and dreams.

I have that fear that many people have, that, when he/she finds out I’m actually a horrible person they’ll leave me. But I also know that is weirdo talk in my head. My actual human responsibility is all inside work and practicing courtesy outside work. I know when I’m a jackass. I work on that from the inside out. And, if it bleeds out into the real world (to him or somebody who’s working for a living: like at a restaurant or Starbucks, cuz that’s where I lose it verbally), I apologize. That’s my rule. And hell if that doesn’t take some practice. I’m still working on that one. And I think I will for my whole life.

My other least favorite premise is the “women hate nice guys” and “men only like mean women.” Because, unless you’ve got a great take on that premise (I’ve seen it done well), the punchlines are all about how nice women are “gross, sad, cat ladies” and nice guys are “nerds who live in their parents basements.” Sigh. Too sweeping, no longer commonly true, and you can’t have it both ways. Or, I guess you can, because you do, but it still blows as a punchline. It exhausts me because, all I can think when I hear those jokes is, “That might be the nice person you’re looking for, fuckwit.”

Shooting Women

#yesallwomen I did a standup show at isla vista UCSB one week to the day before the guy shot up the town. There was shock and the guy’s crazy “reasoning” came out and women EVERYWHERE just started pointing out the obvious things that women live with that men don’t and haven’t even thought about. The hundreds of decent men I know, personally, are shocked and made aware of these things. They are sad about what they are learning, but they are learning it. There are millions of decent men, who I don’t know, who are learning these things and talking about how to help make everyone’s experience slightly better.

And there are the guys who can’t hear it. Which, when no one is attacking them specifically, there are only a couple reasons a person couldn’t acknowledge a common experience that is being shared from millions of women.

There are amazing things being pointed out that are just a part of a regular day in being a human female. I don’t think about it much, it’s all automatic now. The examples listed are great, but I was reminded of the low level, constant awareness of my surroundings, constant placating of some men, constant ignoring of sexual comments from some men, and a constant answering of inappropriate questions at work and in social situations about relationships, plans for relationships, children, sex and wardrobe choices.

#yesallwomen isn’t about OTHER discussions that need to be had…gun safety and mental illness. (We are living in the first 40 pages of Watership Down here, folks).

#yesallwomen means; Every woman. Your mom, your sister, your girlfriend, the lady at Starbucks. Women wearing clothes, women not wearing clothes. Women covered because of conservative religious beliefs and an eleven year old girl wearing her brother’s football jersey. And, yes, even me. I’m not Helen of Troy over here. I’ve never been the woman that nations fight wars about.  I’ve looked like some version of what I look like now since I was 16. track 3: “If you miss YOUR mom, I’ll hug you.”  I’m no tiny, fairy beauty that infuriates a particular kind of man into feeling that women are “teases” and “bitches.” But I, too, have been belittled verbally and physically attacked for no other reason I can think of except that I’m the woman standing in front of these guys.

I worked three summers in a gay resort town of Provincetown, MA at a footlong hotdog stand (1989joke: “put a condiment on that” killed with drunk gay guys). We had two 15 yr old guys filling the sodas and they had grown up in p-town. They hated gay guys. Because there are some gay guys who treat men like some straight guys treat women. Hitting on them, trying to flirt when it’s clear that it isn’t working. The women who worked at the hotdog stand explained to these young men that that’s how women live their lives.

I do a bit on my new album (“98% of Men” out last month and available from amazon and iTunes ;)  about how I know the majority of the people on this planet are good (and 2% of the people, men and women, are broken… so live a little defensively, but not crazy defensive, like Nancy Grace wants you to). I’ve “not been killed” a half dozen times by guys that were annoyed but took no as a complete sentence. But there is no award for not being horrible. Because you took no for an answer, because you didn’t rape someone, because you didn’t shake your baby when it wouldn’t shut up isn’t a reason to have a trophy made.

So when I heard what some men are saying, I was confused. I was confused at the men that ARE taking these comments personally… saying that, because women are pointing out how their lives exist, that “women hate all men.” Then these gentlemen also insist that a specific statement such as “a man that kills women hates women” is “too sweeping.” I have thought about all of this as I’ve watched the conversation wash over me. And I have a theory about where it’s coming from:

The guys that take all these things as personal attacks; “you’re lumping us all together” you’re insisting on “collective guilt,” feel attacked because they FEEL guilty - EVEN IF THEY’VE DONE NOTHING.

1. There are men that feel they SHOULD have been doing something and are mad at their own lack of Superpowers.
2. Worse, there are men that HAVE done something…if only creep on women … and feel like they’re being called on it. And they are. This is a call to stop it. Just…stop it. It’s not okay. It’s not funny. It’s not effective. It’s bad. Stop it.
3. Or, and this could be anyone of us, and it takes a grown adult of any gender to admit it, there are men that have stood by.

I am not the hero of this story. I’ve stood by. I’ve let men say things to other women around me…and not spoke up. I’ve let racism be spoken around me and not spoke up. I’ve let people be mean to their kids…smacking an ear in public mean…and said nothing. Hell, I’ve let men say and elbow squeeze ME and not said anything.

I’ve stood by. I once didn’t help a man who was a. Either being mugged or b. Using the words, “someone’s chasing me” as a ploy to get into a locked corridor I was in. I’ll never know if that guy got hurt because I couldn’t trust enough to help him…but I was scared it was a ploy to get into the safety of the apartment I was house sitting at 12:30am in NYC. I know, in my head, that I made the choice to make sure I was safe. But I still feel like I was a coward. And I still think about it.

But sometimes I’m afraid of the confrontation. Of the argument. Of not having the words or the physical strength to back up my convictions. I hate getting hit. But, sometimes, I still think I’m going to get hit. And no one has hit me in years. And I’ve only had to get walked to my car after a show twice in the last ten years. So, these are residual fears that still affect my life. I’ve made peace with the fact that I have been cowardly in the past. And I’ve realized that I will not always be brave. But, dammit, I try.

The way I live now is not from a place of guilt but from a place of responsibility. We all, as people taking part in our collective social contract, have a responsibility to each other. Each to our abilities and willingness to find the courage to stand up to …whatever you want to call them; bullies, crazies (both male and female) or the clinically insane …I call them assholes. I don’t do it every time, even now. It’s the kind of thing that takes practice; for me, I have to practice not BEING an asshole, as well as not allowing it AROUND me. I have to remind myself that standing up to assholes is a confrontation I do not want to have but I have to find the willingness to have. And I’m still judgmental and snappish and, so, not a fucking saint either. So I’ve got plenty of work to do. But I work on being willing to do that work.

Maybe it’s because I do standup and the underdog is always the hero in my eyes. The person to whom no tout in the world would suggest you put your money on… Women, Children, various non-white ethnic groups, the handicapped, the insane, the homeless…even a white guy with a shitty haircut…these are the people that comedy comes from, in my life.

Fish don’t think about water, they just live their lives in it. So this hashtag thing just reminds us, to each other, that we aren’t alone, or crazy for not being cool with it.  And everyone’s life is in a water we can’t know, without comedy. Comedy gives us a glimpse into other waters. Other people’s families, other people’s jobs, other people’s lives. It takes us all swimming in a lake of Native American rage or an Arkansas off-the-grid lifestyle. (What are those people hiding from?) When a comedian or a book or a show reveals to me a world I have never thought about or realized existed …I am briefly ashamed that I never saw it, and then I laugh. At all of us.

Let’s all work on telling assholes to shut up as well as not being assholes ourselves.

Half hour till my show tonight. I have a bit about how 98% of men are good. I’ve been creeped on & attacked but I still want to DO that bit. I’m just sick about it tonight.

I have a bit about my dad and guns that has a lot of comedy potential and needs work but I’m physically gurgling at the thought of doing it tonight.

I worked isla vista last week. I’m sad and I feel like the jokes I do about the creeps and good guys of the world encourage good guys. But I don’t want to antagonize the bad guys who might be in my Arizona audience.

I want to be brave and “lean in” and work harder and make it okay for good guys to be good but I also want to not have to do this bullshit. No one asked me to do it, but I’m compelled to do it. By what or whom or what socialization or genetic makeup I do not know. But it hurts my heart and makes me mad that I’ve been defending anyone. Ever. But I also know I’m right to do it. Twisted up inside and confused. Should make for an interesting night of comedy.

This is an extra 2 min phone bonus from this weeks ep.

This week’s The Dork Forest was SO great there’s 2 PHONE Bonus’s… but libsyn won’t let me upload 2 phone bonusii …so here. 

TDF EP 229 with Erin Foley and the Sklar Bros

Live from Austin, TX Moontower Comedy Fest - Randy and Jason Sklar, Erin Foley (@sklarbros and @erinfoleycomic on twitter) talk about baseball and sports and it makes me WANT to want to get INTO it!! Another Dork Forest guest WIN!

Good morning Austin Texas.

I’m pretty tired here as I get ready to be picked up for radio this morning.

Tiny Diatribe

Friendly tip: if you wish to engage in some sort of
activity with another person and you are asked to email the information that was mentioned in another way/shape/form (text, DM, FB, phone), rehash the conversation…reiterate the info. A message that reads, “want to do that show?” with no other sentences will get deleted. I am not a Hardy Boy. Here endeth the tiny diatribe.

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