I Have Readers In New Zealand. Choke On It, Ryan Conner.

I got an e-mail today from my friend Mark in New Zealand. Mark let me know that he has been reading my blog. This makes me deliriously happy-because not only does that bring my readership up from 4 people to 5-but I think his location more than solidifies my reputation as an "internationally-respected comedian".

Now if I can just get my screenplay picked up-then the whole world will then discover and know what others already most certainly know about my abilities that make me able to be an amazing writer who writes from the heart and will soon be world-reknowned and known all over the world.

(That run-on sentence was a joke that I think maybe 5 other comics will get.)

Check this out. Scroll down to the listing for Sunday November 6th. Hells yes. I have "actually" made the reviewers for the Washington Post nightlife section laugh in the past. In your FACE, Louis Anderson.

So I haven't been updating this bad boy like I should. There must be some pretty exciting stuff going on in my life, right? Well-I will say that while the past 2 weeks have been kind of busy at work-there's really nothing else to report. As far as stage time is concerned-I should be hitting up some of the Open Mics in the area soon-and I'll be at Nanny O'Brien's on the 6th of December, and most likely the Wooly Mammoth theatre on December 15th. (Right, Danny??)

November's lookin' pretty bare right now. I'm going home to Buffalo this weekend to get tanked in Niagara. Because heaven forbid I go home next weekend for Thanksgiving. I give the family one holiday a year, and they're lucky to have it. (Bastille Day)

Arrested Development IS being cancelled. Sonofabitch. If you appreciate good comedy writing and shows with no laugh track-go to this website and sign the petition to try and save the show. While I am well aware that it probably won't make a difference, I'm putting it out there. FOX is just gonna replace it with another contrived doctor/prison/friends dating each other/nanny/talent competition/gay porn/forensics/nostalgic retro show like the 634 other pieces of crap on TV these days. This is unacceptable, and Rupert Murdoch can look forward to a strongly-worded, and amphetamine-and-Wild-Turkey-fueled letter from me. You should have read the intense letter I sent to the network when I heard that "Dinosaurs" was ending it's illustrious run. Then I stopped shrooming and realized that show was an insult to all that is good and holy. I then sent a second letter of thanks to the network along with a basket of muffins.