Mash Up - the full pilot.
This thing is so great.
I think this thing is beautiful and I’m glad it’s getting its shot.
Pi
by Hard n’ Phirm (feat. Dragon Boy Suede aka, HOWARD KREMER)
Today is Pi day…AND my moms birthday. Happy Birthday MOM!!!
Before I was a comedy nerd I was a regular nerd, and this song was in regular rotation when hanging with friends.
Part of me thinks it’s too soon to be writing about this because I don’t think I’ve completely processed how I feel, but I also think maybe this has happened to other women and I should talk about it in as raw a way as possible. I’m still really embarrassed and ashamed and garbled up inside, but maybe this can start a helpful discussion in terms of women and comedy.
Last night, I was on a stand up show in the East Village. The show started out with a small crowd and the host did an amazing job interacting with them and riling them up. By the time I got on stage, there were about 20 or so more people in the audience and the place had really filled up. The show was still kind of loose because of the back and forth between the host and the audience, so when I got on stage, I riffed a bit about the stuff that had happened before and then talked to one guy on the side of the audience who the host had dubbed “Banana Republic.” All joke-y. All in good fun.
Then, I start my actual set and do my first two jokes, which go pretty okay. I start another joke that is vaguely sexual - not crude, not crass - mainly silly and that goes well too. The next joke I do is about my boyfriend.
At a comedy show, when you’re on stage, usually you can’t see the audience because of the bright lights. So I’m looking into pitch darkness. As I start the joke, someone yells, “Does your boyfriend know?” referring to the sexuality joke I’d just told. I stop, laugh and say that he does because I think it’s just more of the loose environment that’s been going on at this show. I attribute it to an audience member just having fun.
I start to tell the joke about my boyfriend again, and at the midway point, the same voice yells something else derogatory about my boyfriend, homophobic and misogynistic towards me. I stop, confused. I can’t see who is talking to me so I make a HUGE mistake and say, “Sir, if you’re gonna talk to me, you need to come to the front because I can’t see you.” I think calling him out like this will shut him up.
TRIPLE PSYCHONAUTS STEAM GIVEAWAY!
I started playing Psychonauts much too late in life, and as penance, I have decided to spread the word. I am giving away three copies of this awesome game, delivered to the winners over Steam. This is a quick giveaway: it ends one week from today, on Monday, February 27th.
Rules:
- Likes and reblogs count. Reblog ONCE. If you reblog more than once, you are disqualified.
- You don’t have to be following me, I don’t care about that.
- Not set in stone, but I recommend you check on the system requirements for the game. If you don’t think you can run it, it would be polite and kind of you not to enter.
I will choose the winners through the tried and true random number generator method. I’ll post your usernames and you will send me an ask with your Steam username. From there it’ll proceed pretty obviously.
That’s it, have at it.
source for images: i seached psychonauts on google image search
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Oh goodness, I want to meet a lady and then give her one of these someday.
Remember that scene in Watchmen #9 where an ornate crystal palace shattered because it was hit with a bottle of a perfume called “Nostalgia?”
I think that might’ve been a metaphor.
Boney Dog Jones
“Texas Willy Parker”
yes this is perfect
also i used “x” because i don’t have a middle name and when a letter needs to be used for things like school IDs, they usually just fill it with “x”
(Source: drinkyourjuice)