Brendan 
One last time, we charge into The O’Reilly Factor for Kids, Bill O’Reilly’s ill-advised prod at telling the teen youths how to live their lives even though both of his children were infant toddlers, probably with gigantic Irish skulls. This is it! The end-run at his bloviating, blustery blatherskite! You can do it! I believe … Read more
Every cocktail gets its turn, I suppose, but it’s time to bring back the rusty nail. Until that day, we roll through the ranks of perfection, and I have to say, I’m enjoying the current crown-bearer, the espresso martini. It was an easy yes when Eater asked me if I wanted to wax well on … Read more
A two-parter went up at 1-900-HOTDOG, when my buddy Dennard Dayle asked me to join him in mocking vintage Camel cigarette ads, and Camels II: The Commercial Cwest for Cancer. Then something funny happened…after googling one of the acrobats in the ads and finding almost nothing about her, I was stumped to crack a joke. … Read more
Oh, this was a fun one. After doing some offline writing for New York’s own tourism board to present in slide presentations (plus the voiceover!), I’ve taken my shtick to their website in a very, very on-brand assignment. Thoes fine folks tapped me to visit Marvel’s offices and sign a binding number and anchoring amount … Read more
Still doing my AlphaSmart 3000 rehabs and upgrades, and still finding pieces of people’s lives and childhoods they probably don’t even remember themselves. This one, though…this one is poignant, and I wish it were something its author could forget: a gut punch to a kid who didn’t do anything to hurt anyone. I really hope … Read more
