If it’s 3 a.m. there's a good chance I'm wide awake. I'm either up because I have to pee, my dogs are barking at some imagined threat (THE WIND IS GOING TO KILL US ALL!) or my brain is trying to process 3,167,414 thoughts at once. Usually, it's the brain thing. That is, after all, [...]
(Originally published in “Reno Tahoe Tonight” magazine – October 2017) Words have power. One of my favorite quotes is from Hogwarts Headmaster Albus Dumbledore (by way of J.K. Rowling) and it goes: “Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." Words we use [...]
Funny. Harrowing. Insightful. Comedy, in a nutshell.
As a young comic, I periodically worked as the opening act for a very funny headliner who happened to be out of her mind.
It was 1992, and at the age of twenty-six, I’d been on the road for about four years. Just your typical painfully shy, nice girl from a small town, trying to find her comedy voice while hoping that no one was looking.
Wasn’t much of a drinker, had never done drugs, and really didn’t think other people did either. Because surely everyone had seen Scared Straight, the anti-drug movie, in junior high school like I did, right?
Yeah, I was that guy.
She was a few years older, had a Marlboro Red voice, and a shock of curly blonde hair that she’d cut with nail scissors when it made her mad. And, also, was one of the funniest comics that I’ve ever had the displeasure…
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(Originally published in "Reno Tahoe Tonight" Magazine) I love being a dad. It’s one of the few things at which I’m good. Maybe good is too strong a word. Let’s go with adequate. Marginally adequate. Occasionally. My daughter is 17 years old. She’s an A student, she wants to be a cop, and she’s cute [...]
(This article was originally published at themighty.com) “That’s your depression talking…” My therapist says this to me fairly often. It’s one of the most basic traits of having depression. It speaks for you, about you and to you. It’s not an advocate. It never tells you, “Hey, great decision!” or “You got this!” Sometimes, it [...]
(Originally Published in Reno-Tahoe Tonight Magazine) My friend David is 76 years old. When we had lunch last week he asked me for a favor. He asked if I would do his eulogy. “Like, right now?” I asked. “No...." he said "Lemme finish my soup” He’s a comedian. But he was serious about the eulogy. [...]
Dave! That's Who. 