Posts tagged comedy
Posts tagged comedy
A little over two years ago, I started on this journey of doing stand-up comedy. I’ve made friends, I’ve accomplished goals, and I’ve done things I never imagined possible.
I’ve also made some mistakes too. I quit. Twice. I’m not at all proud of that either. Sure, I can make excuses.
“A wife and two kids makes it hard.”
“My Grandfather passing away made it tough.”
“I work soooooo much.”
It’s all bullshit though. The problem has been ME. Sometimes, I go through these experiences of self doubt, and it’s a tough hole to dig myself out of. When you have a list of goals and things you want to accomplish, you can’t bullshit yourself.
I’m done bullshitting myself. Starting this weekend, I embark upon some new projects, and as far as I’m concerned, it’s full speed ahead.
So I’ll have two new blogs up in the next few days regarding two of my favorite shows:
Parks and Recreation: Why NBC Needs to Get Their Heads Outta…
The Walking Dead: WTF is Gonna Happen?!
Come back and check it!
“Mortals know me as… THE FISH-FATER. I come from a realm beyond your understanding to decide the fates of all the world’s fish. FOOLISH FISH! I PLAY WITH YOUR LIVES AS A CHILD WOULD PLAY WITH A TOY! Anyway, it’s either you get caught by some dude, you ALMOST get caught by some dude, or you get eaten by some other dumb fish. Occasionally a bear. #FOLO! JUST BECAUSE I HAVE A TRUCK DON’T MISTAKE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL MOVING COMPANY! FISH-FATER OUT! PEACE!”
What a magical gift it must truly be.
NEW FROM THE POD F. TOMPKAST
EXTRASODE: “A Phone Call For Mr. Tompkins”
From The Paul F. Tompkins Show 10th Anniversary Special
10 March 2012
Brian Whalen is one of my oldest and dearest pals. I loved doing this sketch with him, inspired by his love of imitating George Harrison’s sitar songs.
Also, you might want to listen to this one more than once, because Eban Schletter goes reference crazy under the ramble before the sketch. I missed half of the stuff he played the first time, and I was there.
Photo: Liezl Estipona
Listen to the Pod F. Tompkast immediately. PFT is the man, and I’m gonna perform with him… someday…
It’s odd… This show (so far) has left us exactly how it began: a confused man without pants.
Was this intentional? Maybe. I’ve come to accept that Vince Gilligan is a pretty smart guy. Or maybe this is just one of those corners he always says the writers back themselves into. Only Vince really knows.
Given the last scene we saw, you start to wonder (as many of us have for the last however many months; too damn many though) how this whole mess will play out. Walter vs Hank. Hank vs Walter. Bro in law vs Bro in law. Baldie vs Baldie. Maybe the answer to that question lies in the beginning and end. Two men, in a vulnerable state, hit with the harsh realization that their lives are about to change forever. Both men have something to lose, with common denominator being family. What positives can Hank gain from this, other than being the man that took down a huge drug “kingpin”? Walter has both the most to lose AND ALSO gain from this. Hank busting Walter also means busting Skylar. How long can this gambling charade hold up? It can’t be too much longer.
So where does Hank go from here? Only one person really knows. I just hope he remembers to wipe.
I hate Andrea.
I always have and probably always will. Ever since the first time we met her in that department store in season one, she didn’t sit well with me (it’s the goddamn zombie apocolypse; does your sister REALLY need a present?!). I say all this meaning no disrespect to Laurie Holden, the actress responsible for bringing Andrea to life. She’s probably a nice lady and she’s just doing her job. However, it’s time for Andrea to die.
There’s only two episodes left in the season, which overall has been great, but there has been more than a few slow episodes. It completely blows my mind why, at this point, so close to the end, they would have such a boring, Andrea-centric episode. This isn’t the first one of the season either (see “I Ain’t a Judas”). I just don’t see this as the time to be focusing on her. Now sure, the episode had some great moments (Andrea hiding behind the door and leaving Phillip (that’s right “Governor”, I called you Phillip!) to be attacked by walkers; the end with Andrea in the chair), but overall, I think other things need to be explored this close to the end.
Why not look at what’s going on with Glenn and Maggie? They’re the “Romeo and Juliet” of the show. Are you telling me there’s nothing to examine with them anymore? I think there’s more going on than them banging in some storage unit. Why not look more at Daryl and Merle? They’ve been reunited after how long? Over a year? Close to two?! Hell, I’d even take seeing more bonding between Hershel and Merle! I get that Andrea is supposed to be the back and forth between Woodbury and the prison, but you can only focus on that so much. And she’s being played anyway! Andrea has to be one of the most naive characters I’ve ever seen on a show (she’s up there with Debra Morgan from the show ‘Dexter’; your brother has been killing people for like seven seasons now and you had no clue!)! How long did she refuse to believe the Governor’s behavior was just a tad shady? Did a room full of heads in fish tanks do it for you? Or was it his zombified daughter locked up in the secret closet? Perhaps it was when he walked out into the middle of the street, shot a man in the head, AND LEFT WITHOUT SAYING A WORD?!
It is of my opinion that Andrea has served her purpose on the show (that’s a lie; I don’t know what her purpose was) and it’s time to say goodbye. I’ve predicted that some characters will be dead before the season ends (Beth, Carol, Hershel, Merle, the baby; at least 3 of these will not make it to season four), and I’m adding her to my list. Please step it up in the end, Walking Dead, and let’s head into season four on a good note… with less annoying characters.
TONIGHT! Comedy night at the Draft Sports Grille! 9150 W Cross St in Littleton. Show starts at 10:00pm. FREE! DO IT!
I have a lot of favorite comics. In a world saturated with stand-up, some stand out more than others. I have two comics that are at the top of my list, in a sort of 1A, 1B situation. Those comics are Louis CK and Christopher Titus. Both have qualities about them that differentiate the two, yet both share one quality: they’re totally and utterly honest on stage. Titus is more so out of the two, because he shares some SERIOUSLY crazy stories; the kinds of stories that might keep a person from winning a public office or having a park named after them.
It is through the magic of Twitter (follow me there; www.twitter.com/ar_dizzle) that I was able to contact Titus and ask him if he would sit down with me for an interview for this very blog. EXCITING, I know. I may see if he’s okay with doing a little more (podcast anyone?), but I don’t want to push my luck.
It is with that, Tumblrlers (?), that I ask you: what questions should I ask the fantastically hilarious Mr. Titus? Send me your funny and creative questions. Here is an example of a question that I’m going to ask:
“I listen to a few podcasts, but my top three are yours, Marc Maron’s, and Bill Burr’s. Out of the three of you, who do you think would win in a fight?”
That is an acceptable, funny, creative, not boring question. Questions like these will totally be asked. Below, I give you a bad example:
“How big is Stacy Keach’s dick?”
See? Not cool. Submit your questions to me by Sunday, March 23rd, and I may just ask Big T (I call him that; it’s gonna stick).
Hello Tumblr, you porn infested, meme hoarding, comatose inducing blogosphere! It’s been some time, hasn’t it? I apologize for my leave of absence. I took a job on a sail barge prawn fishing off the coast of New Zealand. In our second week, we hit some terrible storms and our ship was hit by an 80 foot wave, tossing me from the ship like a rag doll into the abyss known only as “the drink”. I was out in the ocean for three days, only to be rescued by a party yacht filled with absinthe and hookers. I met George Clooney, Pitbull, and Diamond Dallas Page (a weird trio to be hanging out together, I know). We sailed back to Denver (?) and here I am.
I’ll be here a lot, too. I have some sweet things coming up in the future, so expect more posts. I thought it best to start here…
I’ve been mad a lot lately, and since I don’t own a punching bag or a wife that condones domestic violence, I’ll take to Tumblr and express my anger in a segment I like to call…
“Expressing My Anger with Andrew Raschke”.
Why is it that in the year 2013 a restaurant can’t have both Coke and Pepsi products? Is it that big of a deal? Because honestly, I’m tired of having this conversation:
Hi sir, can I get you a drink?
I’ll have a Mountain Dew.
Is Mello Yello alright?
No. If I wanted Mello Yello, I’d drink my kids’ bath water after they “accidentally” pissed in it.
I also really hate reality television. Do we really need a Kardashian spin off show starring the same fucking Kardashians? More importantly, do we need Kardashian shows period? Granted, I understand that Kim’s ass is so big, it could use two shows. “Last week, on ‘Kim’s Back Door’, Kim’s asshole spews just as much shit as her mouth hole, and Kanye probably had his dick in both.” And is this REALLY what constitutes a celebrity these days? Because if banging black guys makes you famous, I have a gay uncle that deserves a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
I also hate seeing old women trying to dress like their in their twenties. Hey Old Mother Hubbard, what made you think the sweatpants with the word ‘juicy’ across the ass was a good purchase? That thing hasn’t been juicy in 25 years! Try ‘lumpy’. Or ‘saggy’. Or ‘celulite’. ‘Cottage Cheese’ maybe? How does that shot with you?
And have you ever noticed the women who buy those stickers for their cars that say things like “sexy” or “goddess” are usually the furtherest thing from it? Look Bertha, just because they sell the sticker down at the Walmart doesn’t mean you should buy it. Guess what? They also sell Taebo DVD’s and low fat Choco Tacos, but I don’t see you buying that shit!
… and this concludes “Expressing My Anger with Andrew Raschke”.
Dane Cook, you’re a fucking idiot.
If you don’t know why (or if you need another reason to see why), see HERE.
A Facebook friend of mine said he loves Dane Cook, but agreed that maybe it was a little too early. I had to explain my opinion, and here it is:
Here’s the thing: we’ve ALL made a shitty, distasteful joke regarding one topic or another. Hell, I made tsunami jokes literally an hour or two after it happened in Japan last year (“10 million people without power? What’s that, like 4 apartment buildings?”). We’ve all done it. But, I think we do it because it’s not us it’s happened to. But this is us. This is something that happened in our country and our country feels the effects of it. I’m not saying that’s right to simply think if it’s happened to anyone but our country, it’s fair game to run rampant on it joke wise. But, it happened in our country. Hell, one of the people it happened to is a fucking stand-up comic!
People make mistakes. I get it. But the thing is, Dane Cook has been nothing but disrespectful to not only the audiences he has performed for, but the craft of stand-up comedy PERIOD. He interrupted a show already in progress, and bumped comics (see T.J. Miller) because “he’s Dane Cook” and he “wanted to work some material out” (material he wrote AFTER he said he was going to stop doing stand-up to pursue his acting career (“I don’t want to disrespect the craft” he said; how ironic)). He talked about “chainsaw fucking” a woman’s vagina and making a woman get an abortion and not pay for it. Dane Cook hasn’t been funny since 2003.
Plus, he talked shit about “The Dark Knight Rises”, so fuck that guy.