Is It REALLY So Hard To Be A Celebrity?
As you probably know, I, along with the incredible jessica drake, have been doing a little comedy/talk podcast called the STFU Show, for about 2 months now. It’s definitely a fledgling, grassroots effort at this point, relying on listeners’ word of mouth to gain the hits and downloads that we need to keep the show going by signing up advertisers. Which brings me to the great social network…Twitter. jessica and I (lacomedywriter) both have accounts, along with one specifically for the show. I’m very choosy about who I follow on Twitter; a few friends so I can exchange direct msgs. I also follow some very clever comedic minds such as Jimmy Kimmel, Kevin Smith, and Adam Carolla, along with a couple of guilty pleasures such as Jillian Barberie Reynolds of Good Day LA.
I’ve specifically tweeted a few celebs, asking them to give our show a listen, and perhaps a shout-out, to bolster the numbers. Fuck me raw, you’d think I was requesting a kidney, for not a single time, has any celebrity seen fit to give a mention of the show. These are celebs (not necessarily those mentioned above) who tweet every time they take a shit, as if we give one, by the way; Some of them follow either jessica or myself, yet can’t be troubled for the 20 seconds it takes to let their precious followers know there’s something new and halfway decent out there. Yet, they’ll ask us to watch the most boring of YouTube videos, read their reviews, comment positively about them, and so on, ad nauseum. Meanwhile, you have someone like jessica, who volunteers maybe 20% of her free time to causes she really has no reason to care about. She walks for breast cancer and AIDS, yet (last time I stared at her body) has neither ailment. She’s building things all over the world for the underprivileged, in countries where a clean glass of water is treated like Microsoft stock. And I’ve seen her re-tweet many, many times, when an event needs to be delivered to the masses. I think, there’s WAY too many celebrities out there who conveniently forget that, somewhere along the line, in spite of massive amounts of hard work, they still needed a break from someone to be noticed…whether it was a chance to get up on stage, or a happenstance meeting with another celebrity who gave them a chance. And for some reason still unknown to me, there’s a certain unwillingness to pay it forward.
Now, do I compare the STFU Show to a kid in Cambodia who eats bamboo shoots three times a day? Not at all. We’re just a couple of idiots doing an Internet radio show, but I do think we entertain quite a few listeners all over the world (the stats and reviews say so). And if we can get some truck driver through his day a little easier, or some college listener in India who is trying to gain a little insight to America, to laugh, then we’ve done our jobs. I do know there’s a certain segment of celebrity Twitter accounts which are maintained by staffers, assistants, etc. Those are fairly easy to spot and I won’t follow them. The accounts which are truly tweeted by the real stars are the ones I reach out to. Even some of the porn stars, who have mentioned to both jessica and myself, that they really enjoy the show, don’t put the word out to their fans. Porn stars in particular, I would think, have a vested interest in this doing well, for it might open a door for them to do something similar in the future. That being said…if anyone doesn’t like the show, we expect nothing. I wouldn’t endorse anything I didn’t enjoy either. You won’t see me tweeting about the greatness of Real Housewives Of (fill in city here), or Pawn Stars, or any other worthless reality show. I understand, believe me.
We (jessica and I) have discussed this. It’s both puzzling and aggravating at the same time. jessica has told me of numerous “stars” who have really put the heavy hit on her (i.e. they want to fuck the shit out of her, regardless of marital status), and it’s not my job to “out” them in this forum. But, how dare they try to schmooze someone like jd, trying to get in her pants, or a quick blowjob, yet can’t even take the time to recommend our little show. Again, it’s 20 seconds out of their day, and costs them absolutely nothing, except the feeling that maybe, for once in their pathetic lives, they do a little good for someone else, for no real reason. I really wonder how many of these “celebrities”, wake up in the morning, and feel 1/10 as good about themselves as jessica drake does every day?
Stop With “Caylee’s Law” And Other Bullshit Legislation!
I know, the title seems a little callous, but just as with any other high-profile case, you can always count on some politician to try and score a few sympathy points with the voters be introducing a needless law. In this case, please stand up OK state Rep Paul Wesselhoft. This proposed legislation is nothing more than a political ploy, and frankly, I’m a tad fucking sick of it.
It’s not that I’m unsympathetic to what happened to Caylee Anthony, but do we really need yet another law for such an isolated occurrence? 99.99% of parents would have called authorities immediately, and to now clog up the legislature because Florida couldn’t convict one horrible parent, is doing nothing but ringing the emotional dinner bell. There are already enough “bad parenting” laws on the books. If we’re going to enact a new law every time a criminal goes free, then why not make it a crime for possession of a ski mask after Memorial Day? Gee, if only THAT had been on the books we could have REALLY nailed OJ. Maybe make it a crime to drive your car into a lake while your kids are harnessed in the back seat…wow, that’ll fix the Susan Smiths of the world. Trouble is, we already have a pretty good law in place which covers that scenario…it’s called murder you worthless fucks! Fuck me raw with a rusty crowbar; somebody please DO SOMETHING ABOUT OUR COUNTRY!
Look, here’s the deal lawmakers…FIX THE FUCKING ECONOMY ALREADY! Anything else you do is nothing more than a goddamned distraction, to keep voters from noticing that you haven’t a fucking clue as to what you’re doing. No more texting while driving laws, no Caylee’s law, no more laws which keep voters from realizing that your state is deeper underwater than Osama bin Laden, ok? This is the main reason why people like Michelle Bachman and her ilk can’t lead the country; I don’t want any more sound bites. I don’t want to hear “let’s take our country back”, unless you have a sound plan to back it up. Otherwise, you’re just bitching like the idiots who stand on the bitching stump in England. I want the smartest people to get together and come up with a plan to fix things. Everyone else should get the fuck out of the way.
Wondering What I’m All About?
I’ve had this site up for over two years, and recently set about re-designing it, just to change it up. As I was going through the pages I realized, there’s no bio. WTF? How could I have all this humor, all these posts, and not remember to describe myself? Well, I’m not one to sit around doing something when idleness is called for, but idle can wait until tomorrow. Today, I give you some background…
I grew up in a suburb of Chicago, and attended Hoffman Estates High School. It was a fairly new school at the time, without any real type of school history, especially in athletics. I had always been a natural athlete, and played basketball and football my first two years, but my passion was baseball. For three years I was a varsity starter, including a game I played drunk my junior year. My senior year, I pitched the school’s very first varsity no-hitter (I had pitched the first non-varsity no-hitter as a freshman), and for the most part, REAL athletics ended upon my graduation. To this day, when I go back and look over the Hall Of Glory or whatever the fuck HEHS calls it’s photos of athletes, it gripes my ass that they’ve never even recognized something which can’t occur again. Anyway…off to video games, um, I mean, college.
College just wasn’t my thing. At Eastern Illinois University, I would attend the first day of classes, decide I was too smart for the class, and never return. My problem was I didn’t bother actually dropping the classes, thus, I received quite a few “F”s and eventually flunked out…twice. Around this time I learned how to hustle bowling. Did you know there was such a thing as a bowling hustler? Neither did I. I never saw Paul Newman lugging a bowling ball around in The Hustler. I learned the art from my roommate at the time, a guy named Mike. Together, we traveled the US, making money, drinking, and pretty much doing whatever we wanted. Mike eventually grew up, and now owns a very successful bowling bag/accessories company. I forgot to grow up, and headed out to Hollywood. Between college and Hollywood, I’ve had the following “occupations”: Heavy equipment salesman, blackjack/roulette dealer, strip club dj, adult magazine editor/publisher, laser spa owner, computer repairman, website developer, and game show contestant.
There’s quite a few details I’ve left out, which will make for some interesting posts as time goes on. For now, I write for film/TV, mostly comedies, and a couple of months ago I started the STFU Show on the Internet, with a most wonderful person, adult film star jessica drake (she insists her name not be capitalized). It’s a podcast, meaning, a show recorded for the Internet, similar to a radio talk show without the FCC crawling up your ass about language, content, etc. As we’ve received excellent feedback thus far, I truly believe this can be my method of livelihood for years to come. Each show, we get funnier, and recruit more listeners. And it’s so convenient for the audience. They can listen when and where they want; pause the show, rewind, fast-forward, whatever.
In the meantime, I post my (short) opinions on Twitter (@lacomedywriter), and my long, drawn-out diatribes are reserved for the show. So I guess my blog will be for the tweener content, or for shit we just didn’t get to on the show. One thing is for sure…I’ll never, ever, Shut The Fuck Up! RB
















































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