The First 365 Days


  Well, the wedding has come and gone, but we have a whole year of marriage to get used to this, so what do we […]

483/365 – I’M BACK, BITCHES! — PART 1

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Helloooooooo!  Did you miss me?  I missed you… all 6 of my readers; you dedicated few who stuck around, waiting patiently everyday for a new […]

365/365 – Good Night


Part of my job at Conan is to stand in the isle of the studio audience during the commercial breaks.  Not too sure of the […]

364/365 – Dog Boss


I’ve been hired to help write videos for a new website that will be popping up soon.  Well, hired is a string word.  More like […]

363/365 – What More Could A Girl Want?


Megan and I have had a casual relationship with horror films since our first movie date.  Way back in — oh, 2006 — we rented […]

362/365 – Failing With Confidence


Man, the last week of this blog has been chop full of improv talk.  Blah blah improv blah blah comedy blah blah yes and . […]

361/365 – It’s In Your DNA

It's right next to the part that makes you misplace your house keys all the time.

So, on the heels of my stand-up tirade a few days ago, I decided to seek out some advice about making it in comedy as […]

360/365 – Picture Lock . . . For Real This Time!

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Tonight, I drove out to Playa Del Ray (right next to the LA Airport) to try and lock down my thesis film (Super) Dan. We […]

359/365 – You’re Hired!

Of course, there are some artists who've had to acquire money in a lot worse ways.

As a point of reference for this blog post, let me give you a list of jobs* I’ve held over the years. (*Jobs as in […]

358/365 – Helmet Heads


I’m not going to go to far into this post topic.  I wrote a pretty concise and accurate Facebook account about this so I’m going […]

357/365 – Sunday Stand-Up

Damn it, beer, you really screwed that one up.

Went to the LA Riot Fest tonight.  Which, in my humble opinion, seems like a poor choice for a comedy festival.  Especially one in downtown […]

356/365 – End of Level One


Today was catch up day.  So much catch up because of my sickness.  Matter of fact, I had so much catch up to do that […]

355/365 – A Space Shuttle Is Humping A 747. . .


I guess NASA went up and quit.  Got all tired and said, “No way, man.  I’m done.”  It just put in it’s notice and said, […]

354/365 – Guess What . . .

Teddy bear as a patient in hospital

. . . I’M STILL SICK.  Seriously.  This is beginning — NAH, screw that — This blows monkeys.  Not literally.  That’s gross.  No, I can’t […]

353/365 – But Justin Bieber Said Not To.

Yeah, stay off your phone or Justin Bieber will get you . . . with his hair . . . his dangerous pop hair.

Look, in a civilized society, there’s a need for order.  We need cops.  We need law and order.  It’s essential for any city, town or […]

352/365 – Breaking Bad (And Flu Pass Times)

. . . . . Oh, hi there.  I didn’t see you creeping up on my blog . . . BECAUSE I’M STILL SICK.  Seriously. […]

351/365 – ILL


Sick.  Really sick.  Like deathly sick.  In bed, trying to live just . . . a . . . little . . . longer.  The […]

350/365 – Aftermath

I will preface this with the fact that I was not drunk on Nyquil.

Something is not right . . . Something is very not right.  Last night . . . What did I do?  I had some Tiki […]

349/365 – A Little Midwest Wisdom

I mean, really, how did he know?

Well, yesterday was my birthday but today is my partaaaay day.  What!  What!  Yeaaaaaa BOOOOYYYYE!  I’m getting all 1990 in this shit! Okay.  That’s over. […]

348/365 – And Now A Message From The Other Half.


As a birthday present, Megan will write this post for me.  I mean, this is a blog called, for crying out loud. Take it […]

347/365 – Oh, Tell The Old Man In The Kitchen to SHUT UP!

Isn't that right,

Listen, I’m well aware of my age.  Just because you aren’t doesn’t mean I’m not.  It’s also no big secret that for the first time […]