Bourgeois Peasant

This blog was warped from I’ve Gone Hollywood. I’m like a schizophrenic when it comes to spending. An examination of my spending would reveal immense frugality with odd splurging thrown in. For instance I have come up with a scheme to avoid putting stamps on letters. If you’re mailing a letter to the same city…

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Tastes Like Chicken

I pride myself on being a pretty accurate guy.  A person should only embellish when telling a funny story or when on stage, and even then with care and selectiveness. I think one should always be as accurate as possible.  My reasoning is hard to put in words but I feel that unnecessary exaggeration necessarily…

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A Capella Fella

Close friends, and now my faithful blog readers, know that I’m currently on a nationwide shower tour.  I would love to write the rest of this blog tomorrow and leave folks hanging for a day but cliff hangers are not my bag.  And yet that last sentence provided the distance and slight amount of time…

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We Came, We Saw, We Kicked Glass

I was recently in a Tae-Bo class in LA.  Well, technically it’s called Drenched Cardio but it seems to have all the same moves as Tae-Bo.  Plus, the proprietors are Billy Blanks’* brother and sister.  The Drenched cardio guys get mad if you call it Tae-Bo.  We settled on me calling it Drenched Cardio and…

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Signed, Sealed…No Delivery

So I had a show in Lake Havasu, home of the “Girls Gone Wild” series, last night.  This is my fourth show in Havasu and I’ve yet to see a “Girls Gone Wild” taping.  I have however seen a lot of wild girls.  Havasu minus spring breakers is like hanging with Randy Macho Man Savage…

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Home is Where the Heart’s is

Shout out to Heart’s, my local breakfast spot. It was the classic look that first got my attention, well that and the $3.99 pancake, egg, sausage & bacon combo. I said to myself… ME: “self, you got to try HAUGHTS!”(modified for my NY accent) I took heed to my own advice and went inside and…

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Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn…

By now most of my faithful readers know I’m high on value and low on frills, especially when it comes to my pesos. If you want to throw in frills, I won’t complain but if it means skimping on my value then watch the Brooklyn boy, well…go Brooklyn. QSN: As the whole BK nation knows,…

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RIP MySpace

So by now it’s probably clear to everyone that MySpace is dying a slow death. At least in the US and in Canada Facebook reigned supreme from the beginning. I know MySpace maybe went too skanky at times but this Facebook exodus, in my opinion, is a mistake. MySpace was never perfect but it was…

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Nobody Likes a Rat

So I recently found myself in a Chuck E. Cheese.  Okay, I didn’t just appear there nor was I warped there.  I went for my nephew’s birthday party.  I took the G train to Northern Boulevard in Queens.  That still didn’t stop me from repeatedly asking myself…”How did I get here?” To call a bunch…

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In The Beginning There Was…

So I’m in Seattle for a couple of days and I just left the first Starbucks ever!  It’s like seeing the first roach or adding the first band ever to join myspace.  Can you imagine only 1 Starbucks?!  I can’t even picture only 1 Starbucks per New York City square block.  We forget that even…

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