You know what the worst thing on the planet is? Racism.
But that’s not what I was going to say. I actually just thought of that and then typed it. But another bad thing is when a comedian comes to town and some shitty news organization does a recap of the comedy
Apparently the people at the Natomas Buzz are angry about me taking a swipe at their fine city. It was more like an affectionate pinch on the ass.
Here’s the sentence:
So I got in my car and drove to Natomas. (Here’s a fun fact: In Spanish, I think the word Natomas
Hetero as fuck
I didn’t know who wrestler Chris Jericho was because, you know, I’m not gay, but this video from TMZ.com shows him at the Sacramento Horror Film Festival a couple weeks ago calling the Q&A moderator “Hadji,” which is apparently a
Antoine, my cellmate, was a three-fingered carjacker. Alleged carjacker. (We were all innocent in our own little ways.)
“If you see a fine-ass curly-headed black woman downstairs, give her this,” he said, as he handed me a folded piece of paper. “It’s for my girl.
Since I gave up the 9-to-5 lifestyle to write a book, my free time has become much less valuable. I’ve been doing questionable things like listening to Catholic radio and watching YouTube videos of sports bloopers. I really should focus on writing, because my money and
I think the title is pretty self-explanatory. By the way, someone wrote to me and said that I use too many exclamation points. So that’s the first thing that is annoying:
1. People who tell me what to do - go punctuate your own website.
2. Indie rock bands from
drank a lot back then. I barely even remember working at Starbucks. It must have been almost 10 years ago. I drank whiskey before work, during work and after work. One of my supervisors, Leigh, drank more than I did. He was a total asshole and his breath always smelled like
I know. Shepard Fairey (Obama poster guy) saved the world as we know it with his, um, pictures. But if you write a preview of a Shepard Fairey exhibit that pokes fun at the misspelled press release that the gallery owner sends out, you get banished to a hell where you are