Among the many things I first becameÂ acquaintedÂ with in college was Kat Williams, a
pro-marijuana (among other things) comedian whose Pimp Chronicles DVD is equal parts silliness, social commentary, and a scathing, profanity-laced analysis of the human condition. Williams’ humor works so well because so much of it rings so true regardless of who you are and where you grew up, and he can say things in his stand-up routine that most people wouldn’t dare say in everyday life
During the show, he jokes about one of his friends being so angry that he “hates on bacon.” Now, anyone who’s read my blog in the last week knows by now, I road rage. So even though the whole bit about hating on bacon stepped on my toes, I found it hilarious. Read More
Everyone Needs a Coach
It’s a balmy night in Texas, one of those nights that’s so hot the falling rain evaporates on your clothes. Bugs congregate around any light they can find. A football team, embittered and disgraced, stands on a neglected field in front of a bonfire. Their coach, just oneÂ disastrousÂ game in to his fourth job in three years, dumps a shopping bag full of VHS tapes of old games into the fire and declares that the past is gone. The team then burns their tattered, blood-soaked uniforms. As the smoke rises from the team’s symbolic rebirth, the team cheers as the coach declares, “This is your fight. Let’s finish it, let’s finish it.” Read More
I think I’ll try this on my next job interview…
I use to joke about having one of those de-motivational posters with a poster of a NASCAR crash and the caption, “Road Rage: The Art of Making Lifelong Enemies During a Fifteen Minute Commute.”
People just don’t get the joke.
Someone once suggested I replace the NASCAR picture with a picture from a traffic jam. Like, for real.
What would be the fun in that? Read More
“I will pour out my Spirit
on every kind of people:
Your sons will prophesy,
also your daughters.
Your old men will dream,
your young men will see visions.”
Joel 2:28 (The Message)
Lately, Iâve been having the strangest dreams. Some of them, I think, would make great stories. A couple of weeks ago I had a dream about a washed-up lawman whose demons cost him his marriage and his job. He has no reason to live until someone kidnaps his young daughter, and then those old lawman instincts kick up and he goes on a hunt for whoever was responsibleâalong the way, reclaiming his purpose and finding redemption.
Cinematic, eh? Read More