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.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Crush Of The Week: CRUSH OF THE WEEK: SCHOOL SUPPLIES
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I liked writing this which means very few people will enjoy reading it. It’s the science of blogging.
We Love You, Judy Blume! | HelloGiggles.com
Judy Blume was the only writer I can remember reading as a child who treated children with respect. By “respect”, I mean “honesty”. She didn’t sugarcoat puberty. She never shied away from the gross realities–emotional and physical–of adolescence.
She would create sympathetic characters that any kid could relate to and show her readers through her grace and her humor (and her honesty) how we could weather the oncoming storm. She made us feel less alone in our aloneness…
And with that honesty, there comes wit. There comes courage. There comes the strength to face down your demons–whether those demons are being nervous on your first day of school or having to face cancer. Judy Blume’s writing makes us feel stronger.
I wrote this because I love Judy Blume and I’ve lived my life under the impression that we ALL love Judy Blume.
“So, I was looking at photos of Ryan Lochte today…as one does.”
My friend nods because looking at photos of United States Olympic swimmer Ryan Lochte is what everyone does. As far as I’m aware, this week “Ryan Lochte speedo pool” has replaced everyone’s usual go-to google image searches*.
“And,” I continue, “I noticed something exciting.”
“Ooo! What?”
I pause for dramatic flair and lean in, as though I’m revealing a great secret of the human condition. “Ryan Lochte is Finnick Odair.”
My friend squints, as though she’s trying to work out the arithmetic of real life person Ryan Lochte equaling Hunger Games trilogy hottie Finnick Odair, and three seconds later she gasps. “OH MY GOD YOU’RE RIGHT! HE IS!”
Crush of the Week: Ryan Lochte (or Finnick Odair????) | HelloGiggles.com
If a man has a perfectly sculpted body, eyes the color of the tropical sea at twilight and a crooked smile that can unhinge your nerves, he can still be a boring idiot.
There’s nothing more repulsive to me than willful ignorance. There are these places called libraries where you can get lost in labyrinths built by bookshelves and battle minotaurs born from someone else’s imagination. You can travel the cosmos in works of science fiction and learn how the universe was created by studying theories and equations. You can learn about jungles and deserts, kings and kangaroos. You can even uncover truths about yourself if you’re reading a certain way. My point is I love smart people. Specifically, I love smart people who love words and ideas. William Shakespeare is kind of the grand poo bah of words and ideas, so I kind of love William Shakespeare a lot.
Crush of the Week: William Shakespeare by moi for HelloGiggles.
I really ripped open my heart this week.
Also—there’s a photo of Tom Hiddlestone laughing while wearing nothing but a towel in a sauna.
This is essentially a long-winded essay about the Tosh thing and “rape jokes” and jokes and humor and lines being crossed and WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO EXPRESS MY HONEST OPINION??? I JUST DON’T LIKE CONFRONTATION. BUT I HAVE TO.
I’d quote it, but please read the whole thing.
My important column about important things continues at HelloGiggles! Important! Art! Knowledge! Man’s apex! Stuff! Hair! Swoons!
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Guys! Guys! Guys! GUYS!
I finally have a weekly column at Hello Giggles! It’s called “Crush of the Week” and it’s about art and philosophy and morality and everything else that’s great about mankind.
Hence the first “Crush of the Week” is Channing Tatum’s Abdominal Muscles.
I MADE ART.