Last week I posted a video of Ira Glass giving advice to creative people. In return my brother commented to me how funny I wasn’t, how talented I wasn’t and that Ira Glass is a bland nothing. My brother drives a truck for propane company and refers to Obama as the “N-word” President.  So it...More Please

I am surrounded by creative people who just like me… get frustrated. Often what I see in my head isn’t what I create. Occasionally I wonder if what I draw, write, film or spew out will ever been what is in my brain. Sometimes I nail it, other times I walk away and ponder. But...More Please

I’ve been spending 2014 with an amazing girl, and two giant dogs. And when I say giant, I mean… two GINORMOUS DOGS. Emilee has two Newfoundlands. Tonka and Tully. They are sweet, loving, and giant. Did I mention that? The giant part? Beyond the normal things you’d experience when spending time around two Newfies, things...More Please

Last night I read (with permission) my girlfriend’s 3rd grade diary. It was one of the great things I’ve ever place my eyebulbs on. Vibrantly expressing her love of cats and dresses. Proudly listing the names of every stuffed animal she owned on that day. An artist’s rendering of a butt with a tongue on...More Please

This last weekend my good friend Jenn and myself filmed a sketchy sketch I wrote a few months ago. Production boiled down to finding a good break-a-way bottle. One that could be smashed over my head. Sorry if that’s a spoiler. Either way, I learned they aren’t supposed to have much liquid in them. I...More Please

I’ve written and produced a new video. Even put myself in it. Watch it and share it with the world

Since moving to Boise I just keep discovering awesome things. My recent find is there’s a subdivision near my house which based the street names from the movie Ferris Bueller. Last night I drove the streets and took pics of a few streets. Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in...More Please

During the decade before my Dad died he was in the process of handing over boxes, bags, albums and handful of photos to me. I think my Dad was a photo-hoarder. I couldn’t place many of the pictures. I had to believe perhaps he found them at thrift stores and over time forgot he hadn’t...More Please

Last week I’d learned that someone out there, all Doctor-ish and such, had discovered what is being penned the “Gay Gene”. I won’t enter this debate due to my limited knowledge of science, DNA, Genes and what-in-the-hell-do-woman-want education. I will disassociate myself from my homophobic upbringing and my desire to refer to things as “gay”...More Please

Hey kids, I wrote a new commercial. Watch it… live it… love it.