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"One time I sprained my ankle re-creating the running up the
steps scene from Rocky. I can eat a lot. For a while, I..."
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Occupation:
Comedian
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Hobbies and Interests:
Things, Stuff, Taco Bell, Baseball, Movies, Other things, Other stuff
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Favorite Books:
Me Talk Pretty One Day, Andy Kaufman Revealed, Without Feathers.
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Favorite Movies:
Empire Strikes Back, Donnie Darko, Godfather, Waiting For Guffman, Wet Hot American Summer.
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Favorite Music:
Modest Mouse, Seam, Wedding Present, Cursive, Journey, Hall-n-Oats, Destiny's Child, etc.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Mr. Show, Kids in the Hall, Simpsons, Adult Swim, Baseball Tonight.
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About Me:
One time I sprained my ankle re-creating the running up the
steps scene from Rocky. I can eat a lot. For a while, I
thought the lyrics to Aerosmith's "Dream On" went: "sing
WOMEN sing, for the year...",I know that's wrong now. I
hate barbecue sauce.
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You.
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thoughts so little words remaining.
Alright a testimonial worth writng.
Eric and I started on stage, before
the standup and hibbity hoo. He stole
so many wonderful characters from me
that I've become a automechanic and
he's become me. I still have my
height, but that's about it. Eric is a
great friend and as you're sure to
find out friend had no meaning til you
met Eric. Under the excitable skin
he's all warmth. Past the haze of his
smoke is a smile that makes you just
want to smile with him. Past the brilo
pad hair is a brain with the contents
of genius. I love Eric like a brother,
luckily this brother lives downtown
and I live in the subburbs so we
rarely see each other. As they say
absence makes the heart grow fonder.
You'll always be a friend to me, and
know that people will always see you
in thier hearts and minds. As well as
their pockets when they're buying you
a beer, or you're sleeping on their
together, I think we'd be "those kids"
who sat around listening to indie rock
shunning things. Or, I'd shun things
and Eric would call me a negative
misanthrope. And I'd get PISSED and
quote The Cure, and then we wouldn't
speak for at LEAST 2 days and then we'd
bump into eachother by our lockers and
make furtive eye contact and he'd say
"hey, 'sup?" and I'd say "Nothin'" and
he'd say "You hear the new Teenage
Fanclub?" and I'd say "No.." and he'd
say, "Wanna come over after school and
listen to it? Or whatever?" and I'd be
like "sure". And then we'd be friends
again.
do shots of warm St. Ides. I think we
tried to smoke toothpaste at one time.
He said I'd get a good buzz, but
honestly, I didn't feel any thing. We
worked at a company that made pagers.
He took care of the mail and I was a
telemarketer. Things were happy and so
innocent. Remember learning the lyrics
of "Breakfast at Tiffany's"? Milk shot
out my nose and we laughed. Then
something happend. Girls, drugs, money,
the incedent at the Alamo. I felt like
I was drifting apart from Eric.
However, after Sept. 11th, he found
god, comedy, and traded his evil emo
records for Toby Keith. A couple days
later my phone rang...it was Eric. Our
relationship has been strong ever
since. We are curnetly working on our
all christian comedy jam where we make
fun of the devil, muslims, and rock
music.