SHORT:
Every session, my therapist begs me to meditate, and every week, I’m like: “How bout u meditate on THIS🖕🖕🖕???!!!”1
MEDIUM:
Not much to report this week.
I tried to edit my short film and had a freakout.
I tried to edit a script for a deadline and had a freakout.
And my cat is sick.
^Which is what we in the biz call, a “visor trick” (a “hat trick” but with visors, the stupidest/worst member of the hat family2).
LONG:
In better news, the sun has returned.
We went 14 days in New York without that gayassbitch shining on our faces, but she’s back. Hoping that my mood will lift soon and that it’s just… a delayed onset sorta thing…
I have reduced my social media use this month, because I’ve been developing a severe case of what my friend Brandon coined #VoldySyndrome — a sickness where you see young boys “living” (succeeding/being hot/being loved) online and get jealous and turn into Voldemort (from the once-celebrated-now-condemned Harry Potter franchise). As Mx. Rowling’s work demonstrated, you can actually accomplish a lot when you go VoldyMode, but it’s also a sad, dark, and twisted existence, so I’m trying to limit my dips into the VoldyTub.
Just read that paragraph back and realized it’d be absolutely incomprehensible to someone living during The Great Depression (and maybe even today), which rocks. Btw, if ur living during The Great Depression and reading this, comment down below! I want to know which of my readers are currently living thru the Dust Bowl!
Other things that made me laugh/smile this week (no homo):
-Rob Haze’s rooster joke at the end of this set. And his special.
-The new seasons of Love On The Spectrum & Queer Eye (Sorry! They’re made by scientists to make mood go up!)
-Big tin of Mac&Cheese I just had (Snack Of The Week)3
-This comment on Late Stage Live (not to blow smoke up my own arse)4
-Ep 1 of new Curb season
-And last but not least, a new saying that
coined for when someone’s behavior is vaguely transphobic: “it’s not TERF, but it ain’t grass”And that’s that.
C U Next Tuesday
Oh, actually wait also! tickets are now on sale for Comedians Earnestly Singing Musical Theatre. The lineup is phenom (and includes the lead lads from Dicks: The Musical). So reserve ur seats while they last.
Thank you for subscribing. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s not – it’s a lot like when people slip on ice. If this is your first time reading, please god check out the archives, they’re better than this iteration, probably.
Sincerely,
Reid Pope
Bonus Jonas Zone:
Kidding, I worship my therapist and would never flip him off (but also refuse to meditate/ think staring into space on the train as a man plays “Smack That” rly loud on his phone over and over counts)
They’re ugly and leave ur scalp vulnerable, don’t debate me on this, I don’t care if u play a sport during which you need to shield your eyes but also want crown ventilation, ur gunna regret it later when you get skin cancer of the head!
I bought it on the way home from Manhattan and had to resist eating it on the 45 min train back even tho it smelled sooo good and I was sooo hungry which just goes to show: I am strong, and also? train is gross, and also? [insert deep quote about patience]
(did u know this phrase comes from Tobacco enemas that were used to try and resuscitate drowning victims?)
I know from reading previous newsletters that normally the comments you get from readers are funny, and I am not that funny, so I’ll just say something true here, which is that this newsletter made me laugh aloud multiple times. Thanks!!