Use Your Illusion II is more metal than you could possibly fathom. The Clean Room. In the crapper at Flappers. Boozing and pill popping on a Friday night. The worst $45 Ive ever spent. Redemption at the Fourth Wall. Sunday triple header. Homeless guy hardcore singer.

"Titty" and the Gettin' Laid-law. Complaining about a couple of TV shows I tried to like. Black Panther is the most important and impactful movie ever made, ever. Open Mic Round Up™ and the shame of Joey Diaz. Random (and embarrassing) memories from my yout'.

Actor, artist, and lover Scott Murphy joins the pogrom this week, because Im tired of talking about and you're probably tired of hearing about me doing stand up and open mics. We talk about life in Los Angeles, motorcycles, Winston Churchill and The Darkest Hour, movies, women, current events...you name it. Will we ever stop? Yo, I don't know. Turn off the lights: and we'll glow.

Another week of hitting it hard around the Los Angeles comedy open mic scenes. Trials, tribulations, success, failure…peaks and valleys, Sallys. Stop glorifying serial killers. The Last Jedi sucked after seeing it a 2nd time. Rupert Pupkin stops by the Funny Or Die offices.

On the long drive to Irvine CA, I recount the epic and harrowing journey to the top of New York State down to the bottom. From Fort Drum to New York City and (almost) back in the course of 56 hours, to see Dillinger Escape Plan. Snow. Slush. Ice. Single digits. I forged ahead endlessly until my journey was done. I tell you of my absolutely abysmal flight from NY back to LA, New Years Eve, New Years Day, and everything in between. It's been a helluva week, fam. Happy new year, thanks for listenin.

Someone had a case of "the nerves" this week at the open mics, including the dreaded Belly Room at the Comedy Store. I went on a sort-of date with a black stripper from Atlanta. Right Wing Round Up: Shithole Countries and Aziz Ansari. Worst haircut ever. Brawl In Cell Block 99. I took motorcycle riding/training classes, and the instructors were real assholes.

Girls, girls, girls. ("You had me at Dave Attell.") The Post. Golden Globes. Rancheros music.