I am looking for part-time or full-time work in writing or comedy or blogging or acting or video making or social media marketing, and my email is firstname.lastname@example.org, and I can send you my resume and links to my best work.
And it’s a little embarrassing to just put this here, but hey, I got my last job through this blog, and I loved it and it lasted three years.
The Secret Life of Steven Seagal by Mat Barton and Adam Cooper for SANTORO comicsworkbook COMPOSITION COMPETITION 2013.
I adore this and I can’t believe there aren’t more notes.
In October I moved into a small office on the top floor of the building where I work. I’m by myself in there, which makes up for the size of the room. But once every four weeks, I’m visited by two ladies who need access to a small closet on the other side of my desk.
As I mentioned, I’m on the top floor. So by the time these ladies arrive, they’re usually out of breath and in no mood for conversation. They just come in, grumble about the fact that this shouldn’t be their job, then leave with a stack of small white boxes each.
The whole thing is very cartoonish — and usually over quickly.
This morning I heard them approaching, breathing, grumbling. In a jovial mood, I decided I’d actually say something less generic than “Good morning.” So when they entered, I said it…
I said: “What’s the matter, ladies? Is it that time of the month again?”
At the time of posting, I have not yet been contacted by Human Resources.
Test driving a car - a 2014 Impala - dash board / information/ radio controls are pretty out there. 2 Chainz was playing (a CD?) ‘My Birthday” - listened for a few seconds and wondered why people get paid to do this nonsense. Unable to turn off the radio, but able to mute it. Test drove for a while. Inexplicably un-muted it as “Crack” was playing - well that was strange enough where I couldn’t stop listening. Next track - “The Old Dope Peddler” started with a snippet of the beginning of the song by Professor Tom Lehrer (in his style, but not sampled). All too soon I was back in the hanger.
The tl;dr version? My dad spent part of his morning cruising around in an Impala, listening to 2 Chainz.
Behold the beauty that is- Kissing Cuzzins: A Very KC Christmas! This is the only holiday track your going to need, but because we here at splattercat records want to fill your ipod or walkman or whatever the fuck you kids listen to music on anymore up to the brim with christmas cheer, we’re going to be posting a new song every day (maybe more if this blog lets me) until Christmas, or until we run out of songs. Whichever comes first. Stay tuned, jerks, and until next time, rock out or whatever with Kissing Cuzzins!
Then there was that time Chris and I made a gimmicky Christmas rap song, complete with Jeff Goldblum references and an autotuned chorus.