Back on September 11, 2001, I got up in the morning and got ready for a day of memorizing. I was playing Richard III in […]
344/365 – Almost Famous
So, I’m sitting in the 3rd floor kitchen in the Conan offices — also known as the monologue interns’ writers room — finishing up my […]
343/365 – What Do You Get When You Cross Patrick with an Asian Dude…
I would like to introduce you to my new favorite hero. He’s a mix between my brother Patrick and this funny fat dude I knew […]
342/365 – Inventing Funny
For some reason, improv shows attract people who think their ticket is also a performer’s pass. To them, improv means that they get to be […]
341/365 – Conan’s Bruise
This past week I was lucky to have witness, live, an event that made all the internet buzz. I could explain it, but video is […]
340/365 – Pay It Forward
A lot of people are up in arms about the idea of internships. The New York Times had article that basically compared internships to the modern […]
339/365 – 5 Fashion Trends That Need to Die
If there’s one thing I really enjoy about living and working in the comedy world is this complete lack of pretentiousness. Others would say we […]
338/365 – I Have The Fortitude of a Fat Cat
I hope that got your attention. If it didn’t, I have plenty more fake post titles I can subject you to. See, this is one […]
337/365 – Theme Music for the Deaf
Listen, I don’t expect television shows to have theme songs that blow your mind away . . . You know what, screw that. Yes, I […]
336/365 – Kill Me Now!
Things just seem to pile up when it comes to this blog. Go back in time and you’ll find that there are some obvious days […]
335/365 – The Getty
In a town whose every inch is bathed in sunlight, we sure like to stay inside, Megan and I. We could blame it on the […]
334/365 – Informed
Things are busy. But good. I’m becoming more informed than I ever have before. Reading the news websites and getting acquainted with politics again is […]
333/365 – That “Oh Shit” Moment
It’s been really exciting knowing that I’ve kept my wedding promise to write one of these posts everyday for a year. It’s much more exciting […]
332/365 – The Dream Machine
Do you know what’s more embarrassing than playing 7th grade basketball in super tight 50’s shorts? Having a step-dad attend the games and yell, “Timmy […]
331/365 – Fear
I was asked what my biggest fear was a few weeks back. It was for an improv class and I was unprepared for the question, […]
330/365 – Ellen
When I was in Chicago, good things were happening all the time. It wasn’t as if I was some down on my luck bum, scooping […]
329/365 – Hard at Work, Or Hardly Working?
Busy bee am I. Just buzz buzz buzz. Weeeee. Just zipping around. Getting things done. Making the rounds. Feeling the feel. Pooping the chud. Chewing […]
328/365 – Blah, Blah, Blah, Improv, Blah
The surest way to know if someone is not confident in their knowledge is if they over explain something. Actually, it’s probably a better indicator […]
328/365 – LA at Night
Thought this may, MAY be a day off. Good try, Tamisiea. Nope. No day off for you. So much writing. So much work. Between personal […]
346/365 – Palm Reading
Buying into weird myths and holistic mumbo jumbo really isn’t my thing. I do think they’re entertaining and it’s fun to let your mind want […]