April 16, 2014

Today I woke up super early and then didn’t get out of bed or put on pants until about six in the evening.

I am good at being an adult.

April 13, 2014

So ends my first weekend as a dishwasher. I have less fingers than I used to.

I mean, I still have all of my fingers, there’s just less of them.

April 12, 2014

Day three of washing dishes.

I keep wanting to yell things like “LOOK AT THESE HANDS! NOW I’LL NEVER BE ABLE TO PLAY CARNEGIE HALL,” but that’s a lot funnier if you know that I have no idea how to play an instrument and this isn’t nearly as tough on my hands as when I was a handyman.

I’m still having fun doing this.

April 10, 2014
Last day of shooting and my first day at my new job.

Last day of shooting and my first day at my new job.

April 9, 2014

Now that I’ve finished orientation and have a schedule for the week, I feel secure enough about it to tell you that I got a job as a dishwasher.

It’s actually a really cool place and is enough that I don’t have to feel completely freaked out about taking care of myself, but enough time off that I can still work on the stuff I like, like more comics, and editing the pile of unfinished shorts that I’ve filmed or recorded voices for.

April 8, 2014

I probably should have made sure I had all the pieces before trying to install the catdoor. But I mean, fuck it, there’s a hole in the door that the cats can go through now. What the fuck else do they want? Needy little dicks.

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April 5, 2014

I was riding my bike yesterday and I saw a man wearing a fedora and a t-shirt that just said “THE ART OF VIDEO GAMES” in big green letters, and I was really confused as to what the point was, other than I guess, letting you know that art is sometimes a component of video games, but phrased really poorly.
I need more shirts with vague statements on them, like “MY FAVORITE SOUP” or “PROPER WOOD FLOOR MAINTENANCE” or “USE OF MISE EN SCENE”. I guess I could make those and sell them to people who are fans of broad spectrums of information.

April 5, 2014

There’s a big possum in my back yard, hanging out around where I dumped out some grease from stuff I cooked for dinner. I bet if I approach him ┬áhim real slick and tell him I’ve got the hookup on more foodscented dirt, we could probably hang out with eachother, tell some stories, I don’t know. Play some bluegrass maybe.

That would be the coolest.

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Filed under: dumb jokes 
April 4, 2014
IT’S NOT REAL, MOM.
I won the wrestling.
There’s video this time even.

IT’S NOT REAL, MOM.

I won the wrestling.

There’s video this time even.

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Filed under: wrestling dumb shit 
April 3, 2014
Danny and I are wrestling again tonight.
The black eye isn’t real, if that’s not immediately clear, but I’m playing the face wrestler, and am supposed to be a scrappy young fighter from the midwest with a heart of gold.
Also I’m printing up a petition to get signatures to put me on the mayoral ballot.

Danny and I are wrestling again tonight.

The black eye isn’t real, if that’s not immediately clear, but I’m playing the face wrestler, and am supposed to be a scrappy young fighter from the midwest with a heart of gold.

Also I’m printing up a petition to get signatures to put me on the mayoral ballot.