Shakespeare has never been my favorite, but I tried to convince myself I liked him back in high school when I was a 'serious actor'. Thanks to some lazy costumer I was forced to take the stage in only tights at a time in my life when I lacked the balls, metaphorically and physically, with which to do so. But, the show must go on!

Bachelor parties are great! Friends are great! But chanting, chanting is awesome. This episode is about chanting. Oh, and the story of Kris Jett and magical, floating, mystery bachelor party.

As you know, distractions come in all forms. If you are able to successfully navigate those distractions you are more likely to succeed. Or, you can make an unprotected left turn while checking out a girl's ass without looking at all for oncoming traffic, which is a form of success on its own. Good Luck I say. Good LUCK!

Holy shit the show is one year old! To celebrate I keep it tried and true, and stick to what works with a story about another momentous birthday, my 21st. I think the take away here is cops hate paperwork.

When someone falls down it's funny. It just is, and don't try to tell me otherwise. When it happens to be your father who falls down, well that's just downright hilarious! To celebrate all the fathers falling down to keep us amused I tell a tale this week of my own dear old dad, and his penchant for funny falls.

I just got back from my first time at Printers Row in Chicago and what a time it was! In this episode I recap the experience of selling books in the rain along with all the salacious details from the weekend. Have you ever been to a Korean spa? I have now . . .

So, this past weekend I had a pretty gnarly experience with some audience members at a solo acoustic show I played. Of course, you know your old Uncle Johnny couldn't wait to purge the thoughts on the experience into the microphone for you lovely people. I encourage performers to listen to this, and give feedback on how you would handle this kind of situation. Just for the record, I regret nothing!

It's been well documented that I am a lover, and most certainly not a fighter. I did, however, engage in one single momentous fight while in elementary school. This is the story of that fight, and a Guns and Roses poster.

I'm back fresh from thirty plus hours of driving to Charlotte and back so I could let people know the good news about . . . well, about myself! In this episode I recount the adventures along with the experiences, and the new things I learned from this con.

This week I talk about how the best calendar ever set me on a wondrous journey through life, La Bamba, and boobs. Mind the hair pie, it's time for another first!