I live in New York. I am a comedian, writer and actor. My day job is blogging for VH1.com. I write about the silly things celebrities and pop stars do, so you know...God's work.

You may have seen my writing on many other reputable websites (The Huffington Post, Hello Giggles, xojane.com, The Hairpin, Splitsider, The FW, etc.). I also write crazy blogs about Game of Thrones, Magneto and Jeff Goldblum.

I don't want to talk about anything with you except Star Trek Into Darkness.

 

arsrodentia:


Yo, check it. I’m running around in circles for this hot female lab mouse. You know the type: white skin, tiny claws, chemically altered blue eyes. Anyway, this mouse, she left me for this motherf#$ing rat named Algernon. I asked her what he does for her that I don’t. She said that when he runs around in circles he’s actually getting somewhere. 
I hope that bitch gets cancer treatment trials, ‘cause she was a tumor on me! Y’know what I’m saying? What? HAMSTER TIME!

Def Hamster Comedy Jam

I think this is proof that stand up comedy has rotted my brain out.

arsrodentia:

Yo, check it. I’m running around in circles for this hot female lab mouse. You know the type: white skin, tiny claws, chemically altered blue eyes. Anyway, this mouse, she left me for this motherf#$ing rat named Algernon. I asked her what he does for her that I don’t. She said that when he runs around in circles he’s actually getting somewhere. 

I hope that bitch gets cancer treatment trials, ‘cause she was a tumor on me! Y’know what I’m saying? What? HAMSTER TIME!

Def Hamster Comedy Jam

I think this is proof that stand up comedy has rotted my brain out.

Ars Rodentia | A Tumblr for Rodents and Animals Who Take Art Seriously

And this is the latest example of me doing things no one else gets or finds funny. Yay!

A rare photo from the doomed 2007 production of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s The King and I. The production was largely criticized for its use of humans in order to execute the intricate dance numbers. While Polly O’Pyg went on to enjoy great success in a production of A Doll’s House, Bernard McGuinea’s career floundered and he became addicted to carrot sticks.