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Archive for October, 2011

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die Blog, die.

I’m terrible at having a blog, I always forget about it. Or get to busy and convince myself that I can’t put in the time.

It makes me scared of if I’m capable of ever having a real job. Something where you go in, day after day, year after year, forever and then you die. Maybe It’s a good thing I can’t handle a 9-5.

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Conan Writing Packet

Here is a writing packet submitted to The Tonight Show.¬†And it’s from Demitri Martin, makes it extra interesting (mainly because he went on to have success).

This packet is a treasure for anyone who has no idea what goes into a writing packet for late night. Enjoy!

Demitri_Martins_Conan_Packet

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Fat is funnier.

Skinny Jonah Hill

Fat is weird. On one hand America is a fat nations – obesity being one of the leading causes of preventable death in the country. On the other hand there is a massive amount of pressure to be skinny. It gets confusing.

To complicate matters, being skinny just isn’t as funny as being a bit zaftig. Look at the above photo of Jonah Hill. He is objectively a funny guy, landing roles in some of the funniest movies in the past 5 years.

But the man on the right looks like he is going to sell you life insurance. Or a BMW. He just isn’t that funny looking. The only jokes I expect to come out of the man in blue are bad ones about women, and some how a red sports car passes by every time he tells it.

The other tough thing about losing weight, though this only applies to super fatties who have been stapled, is that afterward their bodies get this weird windsock look. It’s a similar look to those playing card soldiers from Alice in Wonderland – everything is big and wide but thin and hallow. When it comes to losing weight, funny people are stuck between a rock and a hard place.

That last sentence verges on a pun, but doesn’t quite make it… lucky me.