Tags: Comedy
Comic Conned
Should I stay or should I go? Daily conundrum I’ve been having in LA for the past five or six years (time flies when you’re being dumb). Stay at home or go to this event and see how it goes. Event in question this time was Comic Con in San Diego, specifically the new StarREAD MORE
Hollywood Hayes – Regrets
Regrets, I’ve had a few, so few I can mention them all. First, that time a girl was greeting me with a hug but I thought she was trying to kiss me so I closed my eyes and went for it/head-butted her. Second, the time I tried to bleach my hair. Finally, chugging aREAD MORE
Hollywood Hayes – Pikeys
My uncle Frank told me a story about how one day his trailer was stolen from his house in Tipperary. Frank phoned the police. Made a report. Few days later two guys showed up at his door asking him if he wants to buy a trailer – The very trailer that was stolen. NotREAD MORE
Hollywood Hayes – Homesick
“Do you miss Ireland? Would you ever move back? Are you homesick? Come on, move on home!” is something Irish folk (my parents) ask me all the time. My answer is always the same: Nah. Except, there were three times I did wish I was back home. Like that time I ran out of money.READ MORE
Hollywood Hayes – Friendly or Gay?
Hard to tell in LA if most of the sound guys who I meet out happen to be gay or if gay guys are just sound to me. That’s the trouble here trying to make friends. You try to be open but never quite sure what the ulterior motive is. Take last Saturday. I’m DJingREAD MORE
Hollywood Hayes – Old People
You see a lot of things in West Hollywood. Today, for example, I saw a hefty, blimp shaped man wearing nothing but a long brown wig and pink thong bikini while cycling his bicycle. Always nice when you’re strolling to the shop for milk. Hardly ever see old people here, though. Not like the sweetREAD MORE
Plug Boy
Never Going Back Again – Fleetwood Mac Thanks to all my Apple products (and their horrendous battery life) I always feel so connected (to the wall). As a result, like my hopes and dreams, my phone almost always dies the minute I leave my house. iPhone. Battery. Bad. Anyway, last night I managed to lock myselfREAD MORE
Yoga God. Namas-Wahey!
(Article of mine that was in the Examiner at the weekend. Read on!) So I’m in Malibu, at a yoga studio, standing at the back of a crisp, clean, pure white room. White ceiling, white walls, white drapes and polished wooden floorboards. It feels like a dream sequence. I’m surrounded by the beautiful, tanned, toned,READ MORE
Grandaddio!
For Emma – Vitamin String Quartet So I’m driving along. Listening to Taylor Swift. On my way to yoga. And I’m crying. Weird day. In a daze when I got in my car. Turn on the radio. Anything. Just don’t want the silence. Drive on. My Dad phoned me a few minutes before. Told me myREAD MORE
Christmas Clown
Blue Christmas – Elvis I’m like a dog. Pavlov’s one. Conditioned to beg or eat or do something every time he heard a bell. Except my bell is Christmas. And I’m conditioned to have a laugh. I blame Ireland. Don’t think I’ve ever had a bad Christmas back in Ireland. From growing up as aREAD MORE
