Preamble (?) One more note about that OC bar show. Running on empty. Improv theaters/performers. LA School Of Comedy can kiss my hiney. The Self Righteous Minute™. San Diego sickly sojourn. Mark Normand, live.

The F word. Tricky dicky. Why am I always the guy? Flappers? More like CRAPPERS. The Take and Miller's Crossing. I finished the first draft of my stupid Terminator screenplay that no one could or should care about. All about nukes, you kooks. I'm tired of filthy LA restaurants, and things about Howard Stern.

Fuck this weather. Let's do the Time Warp again. Ji-had Me At Hello screening. The bummer of a weekend: I got sick, I didn't go to EyeHateGod, and the final Kevin Pollak Chat Show experience sucked, unfortunately. Los Angeles is a pain in the ass sometimes. Leaving Neverland documentary and the one about Studio 54. Bert's Back Room is fucking bonkers.

Butt hurt at Bert's. Motley Crue biopic. True Detective, Season 3. Brody Stevens. Adam Carolla and the Virzi's at the Ice House. Quickie on the stupid Academy Awards. The tallest man I've ever seen. Dice Jr at Mel's.

Plugs & shit. I coughed up a mysterious black cloud, and it was alarming. Valentines Day. Black Saturday™ at the Wagon Wheel Factory. Robert Elswit is a peach. The Longest Yard. 'Jussie' Smollett and Bree Larson, I hope she gets hit by a car-son. Things about The Three Stooges.

I don't heart radio. Portrait Of A Young Artist. Grammy slam-my. That time, at Warner Brothers. Eva Angelina. Anti-social media. True Detective season 3, and that Bill Murray Netflix doc. 4 wagon wheels and two hubcaps. I got stuck in my aunt Kelly's electrified barbwire fence one, and then later her farm burned down.

Naked lady playing cards, and pre-internet nudity appreciation. Three Billboards Outside Of Ebbing, Mrs. Sippy and Punisher season 2 both stink. Jury doody and the Cinestate saga. A few hours in Vegas. Soul Train at Macy's. The colorful locals at Starbucks.

Midnight Snack buzz. Vice is nominated for Best Picture, really lends even more legitimacy to the Oscars! More like GAY-na Gould. HGH. Ate a dick in the Yoo Hoo room at Flapps. Dave Attell in Irvine. Opening for Nick DiPaolo at the Ventura Harbor Comedy Club. That Fyre Festival doc on Netflix.

Hugo. Stand up comedy. I'm English/Irish?? Make a right, don't wait for pedestrians if they're slow, assholes. Fuck Ghostbusters 3 and Jason Reitman. That shot in No Country For Old Men. Worst Saturday ever. "Glass" was god awful, and the black chick is obnoxious sometimes. Infinity War. The Comedy Store open mic is brutal.

MLC day. Fuck the lack of media culpability. Dialed in on my shit. The time I let my brother's awful Parakeet (or whateva da FUC-) out the window, for constantly whistling the Andy Griffith Show theme. Also the time I fought with my brother and he threw my COPS action figure out into the wintry Buffalo night, never to be found again. The Snapcase show in OC. The Fog. The dead possum. The taxing affair at the tax office. Arnold Schwarzenegger at the gym. (Catch me on Banks Heist podcast too!)