It's [sniff sniff] The Smell Of Summer Slacking
It's deep summer and we are marinated in the gravy of laziness, adrift in a sea of chores ignored, projects abandoned and rental movies unreturned (late fees pending).
Who am I to jam a broom handle in the spokes of Mother Nature's ten-speed?
No, the season of slack must be observed.
And so, in honor of the Great Machine and its dictates, I hereby phone in this post with minimal effort and share with you a standup set that I performed a while back at The Hollywood Improv.
I completely understand if you're too lazy to hit the play button.