I don’t know if you can tell by the cadence of my prose but I recently downloaded a new astrology app. It described my essence as “unreliable rodeo clown”.
At times, the joy that life attacks me with is unbearable and leads to gasping hysterical laughter. I find myself completely out of control and wonder how could life could surprise me again and again and again, so completely. How could a man be a cynic? It is a sin.
My brother just reminded me that he caught me masturbating on an ergonomic chair when i was a teenager. Normally I’d say “shut up you liar” but a week before the comedy festival I took a paper and pen and said “tell me everything”.
Porn on the internet has made us addicted to instant gratification which produces dopamine. It’s better to cultivate genuine connection and collaboration which produces seratonin.The lesson? Stop watching porn, start making it.
Someone wrote a book called ‘the life changing magic of not giving a fuck’ & then a few years later someone wrote a book called ‘the subtle art of not giving a fuck’ & sold way more copies. Fortunately the first writer doesn’t care. And neither does anybody else.
A man at an open mic told me he‘d written a screenplay that was a “shoe-in” to win an Oscar. And if it didn’t win he would be “very surprised”. Imagine bombing onstage then your inner-monologue being “at least I’ve got a screenplay that’s a shoe-in to win an academy award.”
Post Beatles blues, out of work drummer, the agent calls, “Ringo, you know the audition you did for the talking blue train? YOU GOT THE JOB!” Talk about a revolution!
Bloody awesome new episode is out now!
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Me: I have value. I HAVE VALUE.
My accountant: your total value is minus $6,500 + a toaster.
Me: well mate, it’s a f’n good toaster.
My ex-girlfriend: when can I come get my toaster?