My cat didn’t always have a savings account. But now he does, and it’s not because I’m a crazy cat person, or because I’m saving to send him off to a competitive cat college. I’m convinced it’ll save his life.
Let me explain. It used to work this way: I’d get paid weekly. The necessary monthly bills got paid: electricity, gas, life insurance, and water. Then a big, meaty chunk of my pay, everything minus a bit of fun money, got moved automatically to an online bank account blandly named "My Savings."
For years I commended myself on my high rate of savings and became obsessed with my total savings [...]
Oh no! I read this article on the New York Times about how you didn’t have an orgasm when we hooked up. That sucks! I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I know I shot out of your apartment like a superball out of a tailpipe. But I was pretty sure I had pleased the pants right off of you. I mean, your pants were still on. But still. This is worse than that time I crapped my pants at Lollapalooza. I am so embarrassed!
This is all according to the New York Times, of course, and who knows more about sex than them? According to the Times, women are [...]
The first thing you need to know about me is that I play roller derby. I try to work roller derby into the first or second conversation I have with anyone, because the sooner you know I play derby, the sooner I can tell you how roller derby can change your life. The bumper stickers are all true: Roller derby saved my soul; it gave me friends and a community, and made a bookworm into an athlete, something not even the love of a good man had been able to do before. Picture the scene in She's All That when Rachel Leigh Cook walks down the stairs in that [...]
On the spectrum of conceptual talk shows, Natasha Leggero’s Tubbin’ with Tash, which debuted last month on the YouTube channel JASH, is certainly one of the weirder ones, with its hot tub location possibly being the most conventional thing about it. Leggero is assisted by Moshe Kasher who plays her spa boy Pig Bottom, and the short-but-insane episodes have featured prominent comedians joining the host in her hot tub, which has led to memorable images like Reggie Watts twerking, Sarah Silverman using a tampon as a projectile, and Eric Andre getting naked, which is actually becoming business as usual for his talk show appearances.
I talked to Leggero recently [...]
Two weeks ago I woke up, got dressed, put on shoes, found coffee and went to work for approximately three hours before receiving an email and being herded into a conference room with a group of my peers. I received a white envelope containing a check, some paperwork and a well-intentioned pamphlet from our HR department on how to deal with unexpected job loss.
I had a beer at noon, and then walked to the subway, convinced that people passing me on the street knew that I no longer had a job. I was free of responsibility, with nothing but the yawning openness of an infinite amount of free time [...]
The rapper Angel Haze grew up in a religious community in Michigan that she’s since described as a "cult," and the first secular music she ever heard was on the radio at age 16 in Virginia. The song was Young Joc's "It's Goin' Down." And yet last week, the 22-year-old was sitting in an expansive conference room at her label's offices in midtown Manhattan, waiting for an intern to deliver two cheese Danishes and a venti hot chocolate with whipped cream and mocha drizzle from a Starbucks down the block. She signed her deal with Universal Music Group last year, and her first album (following six [...]
Last month, Funny or Die released its second full-length film, We Are Young. The film was written, directed, and starred in by Funny or Die writer/director Alex Richanbach, who had begun writing the script nearly four years earlier. The film, a romantic comedy about a 25-year-old trying to figure out romance and life in Los Angeles, premiered on Funny or Die's site before appearing at Tugg screenings around the country. I got the chance to catch up with Alex after a recent screening in New York to talk about self-producing a movie, writing an age-specific story, and why he stuck with this title.
Where did the idea [...]
• 5K entry fee: $25 • New running shoes, obviously: $100 • Maybe those Nikes all the cool kids have: +$50 • New running clothes, for motivation: $50 • Maybe from Lululemon so they last, I deserve quality: +$200 • And better socks, I read that socks are almost as important as shoes: $20 • How much are Lululemon socks?: +$50 • I'll need an app to tell me how to train: $4 • Or maybe I should hire someone to train with me, you know, like a trainer: $100 • And I need to buy the Daft Punk album to run to: $9.99 • And obviously also [...]
Despite the occasional talking toilet, eight-year-old auteur, and Satanic family member, the works of Loren Bouchard are surprisingly grounded for cartoon shows. Creator of Adult Swim favorites Home Movies and Lucy, the Daughter of the Devil, Bouchard has an ear for naturalistic dialogue that verges on the improvised, and a knack for making the most outlandish characters and plots seem mundanely relatable. The organic vibe is one he’s honed since his start as a producer and writer for Comedy Central’s Dr. Katz, one of the first shows to commit free-wheeling conversations between comedians to animation.
His latest creation, the wonderful Bob’s Burgers, has quietly established itself as one of [...]
The Book of Jezebel is "An Illustrated Encyclopedia of Lady Things" edited by Jezebel creator and former editor Anna Holmes that includes funny-to-serious entries ranging from giggle (Tee-hee) to Wolf, Naomi. Published in October, it's a work of art, a humor book, a compendium of writing from an array of notable names, and an excellent guide to important topics of our time.
It's also a book that came from a blog, and not just any blog, but the blog that set the stage for sites like The Hairpin to emerge and implement and experiment with their own styles, voices, and content. Jezebel was the first to dedicate itself to breaking new ground in writing for women, to [...]
In my most feverish anxiety dreams, I'm at work facing a tribunal of scary bosses, not naked but totally bottomless, and somehow more-naked-than-naked as a result. For performance artist Adrienne Truscott, dreams like this are the stuff of inspiration. In her new solo show, "Adrienne Truscott's Asking for It! A one-lady comedy about rape starring her pussy…and little else!" Truscott wears a cropped denim jacket, boots, a wig, and, well, not much else.
The setting’s not within everyone’s comfort zone, but Truscott’s audience is in good hands. She’s a seasoned performer with a history of naked feminist shenanigans (notably as half of the Wau Wau Sisters) and her [...]
It’s obvious Tina Fey is one of the most talented, hard working, and successful people in comedy history. She was the head writer for Saturday Night Live, host of Weekend Update, eight-time Emmy winner, author of The New York Times best seller Bossypants, writer of Mean Girls, star of films like Baby Mama and Date Night, and the creator and star of 30 Rock, not to mention a mother of two. Although 30 Rock ended its seven season run early this year, Fey is by no means taking a break. She created a new show — tentatively titled Tooken — that stars The Office's Ellie Kemper and received an early 13 episode order from NBC, in addition to developing a comedy for Fox, [...]
West Bank, Minneapolis, September 2010—August 2011, $829/month plus utilities Two months after I graduated college with a degree in political science, I started working as a data entry specialist for a medical information services company in St. Paul. My job was to look up Medical Safety Data Sheets (MSDS) for the products used by our clients and update our records with the various unpronounceable chemicals in each of them. Or something like that. I worked two more largely inexplicable jobs like this one before I decided what I really needed to do was retreat back into academia. My best friend Rylee was itching to go back to school, too, so [...]
For months, famed free astrologist and amateur soothsayer Susan Miller had been warning in her horoscopes that October would bring Hard Times, because Mercury would enter retrograde.
I know. A free Internet astrologist? One with a website that appeared to have survived the fall of Netscape Navigator, the Dot Com bubble, Web 2.0 over-engineering, and the Great Recession fallout entirely unchanged? Pointing to AstrologyZone.com is analogous to the gang in Scooby Doo! entering a witchdoctor’s house looking for clues—you kind of already know what kind of nonsense you’re getting yourself into. But her mysticism—broad, careful wording, a firm grasp of generational vanity and provincial foibles—isn’t about specifics.
Talking to Rob Delaney About His New Memoir, Writing About Mental Illness, and the Importance of Privacy
Standup and self-branded cool dad Rob Delaney, celebrated for his shameless Twitter musings on Mitt Romney, the perils of marijuana, and the filthy things he’d do to his neighbor Karen if afforded the chance, has written the equivalent of several million tweets in the form of a memoir called — brace yourself — Mother. Wife. Sister. Warrior. Falcon. Yardstick. Turban. Cabbage.
Released today, the book is a departure from Delaney’s silly Twitter persona in the same vein as pieces he’s written for Vice and The Guardian, delving into his personal history and confronting the many-headed beasts of depression and addiction. He calls it an effort to “amalgamate stuff [...]
Where I used to work, at a school in a poor neighborhood of Washington, they called the first of every month "Mother's Day." In D.C., at that time, the turning of a calendar page also marked the issuance of TANF checks. We pronounced it TAN-iff, as though it was a real word, but technically, it stands for Temporary Assistance to Needy Families. In other words, it's welfare.
A few of the women who received TANF checks would immediately take the money and go on shopping "sprees," if you can call spending a hundred bucks on kids' shoes at Foot Locker and then getting a manicure a spree. I can [...]
This is part of a week-long series celebrating the tenth anniversary of Love Actually.
We last saw Rufus in London Heathrow Airport. After helping Sam sneak past security, he gathered his topcoat and proceeded to his gate. New York. Non-stop. He hadn’t been to the city in nearly two decades, but was finally ready to return. After picking up extra holiday shifts at the jewelry store he was able to save enough for a two-week stay. It would be more than enough time find her, he thought. It would even be, perhaps, more than than enough time to fall in love again.
Though he never really fell [...]
Over the past month, the creators of two rejected TV comedies released the pilots for their shows online with approval from the networks/studios who made them. First, CBS released its Rupert Grint superhero comedy Super Clyde after Greg Garcia asked them to, followed by YouTube network JASH releasing Sarah Silverman's NBC pilot Susan 313. Every year, TV networks pump millions of dollars into creating a bunch of pilots, with only a tiny fraction of these shows actually making it to air, but these are two rare instances of the creators of these passed-over pilots being able to debut the shows they worked hard on for the masses. [...]
At the San Francisco literacy center where I work, I see more than 40 volunteers every week. They drive an hour from Intel or ride the bus from high school to read with a kid for at least 45 minutes for $0. Some are required to volunteer as part of a class, but most are there of their own free will. Why do they do it?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to go all Ayn Rand and suggest that everyone should have a selfish motive for their actions. But I do think the choice to volunteer is a curious one, and that a mix of intentions drive otherwise [...]
“The face alone has launched a thousand think pieces. So now the question is not one of basic selfie-justification, but rather, why must a photo of my face be justified when a photo of my bookshelf is not?” -Sarah Nicole Prickett
I went to a Catholic parochial school. This means the things you expect it to mean. There was a crucifix in every room: a wall-length stone-cut crucifix in the entryway; in the gymnasium, high up, a crucifix that was enormous, but not quite to scale.
At my school, grades 7 through 12 dedicate a class to a [...]