A Dangerous Job

A Dangerous Job

I keep telling people I have a dangerous job. However, Alaskan crab fishing and ice road trucking get all the hype about their high risk of death. Allow me to state my case. Outside of comedy, I don’t know of any other occupation where the general public...
The Door

The Door

I have had comedians ask me, “Hey Paul, I see you performing around the world all the time. Let me buy you dinner at Morton’s and pick your brain about getting my foot in the door.” Nobody (NOBODY) loves Morton’s Cajun Ribeye steak more than I...
A Really Really Really Bad Travel Day

A Really Really Really Bad Travel Day

I don’t know how much glamour you think surrounds the very low rungs of the showbiz ladder which I inhabit, but last night a lady shit on my leg. That’s not some crazy euphemism for someone ruining my day. As in, “What? Arby’s discontinued...
Propaganda

Propaganda

Propaganda posters used to be all the rage back during the Cold War and World War 2. Stark images emblazoned with terse slogans. Come to think of it, propaganda posters were the original memes. But what was once artful and pithy is now simple and banal. Catchy slogans...
Fauxpocalypse Now

Fauxpocalypse Now

Years from now, people will remember where they were and what they were doing when they didn’t die from the imaginary ballistic missile. Me? I was in Hilo, Hawai’i, to perform for a flower growers conference. More specifically, an orchid growers...