The brief history of his Standing-O
I experienced my first-ever STANDING OVATION – finally! This, after hosting, and performing in, an estimated 160 musical-comedy benefit shows from 2011 to 2024, first “Will Read and Sing for…
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Free Mom hugs – and free Dad hugs, too
Here on All American Road, LGBTQIA+ Street seemingly intersects with, and runs straight through, our home. We embrace the queer lives that are part of the open fabric of our…
Like father, unlike son
The final sawn limb popped from the poplar tree, untangled from the utility line and crashed down. Middle-aged, I applauded from a safe distance, like a giddy child. My old…
Of jackpots & jackasses
I find an old coffee cup in mom’s cabinet to pour coffee in, but then notice folded strips of paper inside. The pieces of paper have yellowed with time, torn…
“How I Broke This,” episode 7: LZA Fitness
INTRODUCTION V.O.: Ineptitude … Failure … Inanity … Stupidity … MURDER! … MURDER!! … MURDER!!! This is How I Broke This. SFX: CARTOONISH BROKEN SPRING. BOINGGGGGGG. GUY RAZZ: I’m Guy…
Tales from the crib
Lately, I have been nostalgic for babies, thanks to my son, Austin, turning 30 last week. Thirty isn’t old (try telling that to my son) – but him turning 30…
“How I Broke This,” episode 6: Rock Hard Pretzel Company
INTRODUCTION V.O.: Ineptitude … Failure … Inanity … Stupidity … Murder … Murder … Murder! This is How I Broke This. SFX: CARTOONISH BROKEN SPRING. GUY RAZZ: I’m Guy Razz,…
A ‘Thor’ subject
My oldest offspring, Austin, turns 30 this month. There was a time he professed not to like his first name, which resulted because of my fondness for Jerry Jeff Walker…
He knows what it means to miss New Orleans
“There is no place on Earth even remotely like New Orleans.” – Anthony Bourdain During our evenings in New Orleans, the walking tours were as multitudinous as Fats Domino hits….
How to be an easy target in the Big Easy
I’m going down New Orleans I’ve got to see Dr. John Got my mojo working Everything will be fine – Van Morrison My HOKAs were shined in NOLA. That’s not…