Hello! I started this blog years and years ago, just as a place to put things - a cluttered kitchen drawer of rants, anecdotes, stories fr...

The first 24 The last time I was in Los Angeles was for a couple of hours between flights on the way home from a gig in New Zealan...

Hello again. I was half awake, still in bed, on Christmas day. Groggily scrolling through the news in bed, I saw a picture of the Queen an...

We're nearing the end of what I think has been universally acknowledged to be a horribly sad and scary year. One that we'll look...

In the early 90's when I was a fresh-faced whippersnapper of a juggler, mainly making my rent from street performing, I got my first...

Here's how it would go: I'd come out of my grandma's house, turn left, go to the end of the street, past the corner sho...

I first met Roses when she – and I'm using her own words here – stalked me for months, took me for coffee, told me that she wrote...

This week I've been mostly feeling empty. All my energy bars depleted. Desperately in need of a powerup. Veering wildly between pa...

It's been a bit of hard couple of weeks for fans of comedy, variety and pro-wrestling like me. We lost a lot of good ones. Paul D...