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Anyone else remember how sweet Gabrielle was? She IS NOT afraid of Tracy Chapman.

Um, ok. So Craig and I returned to The Exploding Sandwich podcast a couple of days ago to tell some jokes, do a couple quizes, and slug back 9% Le Fin du Monde.
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I bought a pack of cigarettes today. The worst part: I don’t even smoke. I’m just an idiot in flavor country — terrible, terrible flavor country.

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I’m about 3 minutes/one blog post away from heading up the street to do a comedy show. I’ve just shaved my face, which is rare for me. I’ve left myself a mustache because: A) I like the way it looks B) it is usually more presentable than a beard and C) I have decided that [...]

Anyone that doesn’t get jacked when a red-hot techno song gets pumped is retarded. Listening to techno makes you stronger, able to drive better, and allows you to take inhuman amounts of ecstasy. I mean, let’s face it: no one ever popped a pill and went to a Springsteen concert.
A couple of nights ago I [...]

Having people hang out in my new apartment is a strange experience. Because it’s only one room, and the only major piece of furniture I own right now is the bed, it’s a lot like hanging out in a high school bedroom.
I don’t have any posters of the terminator on the wall (yet), but forcing [...]

So I’ve been busy. As a result I have been neglecting my blog. I’m sorry.
I don’t have a lot of news, but there has been some exciting developments in my living situation. I have some furniture now — a bed AND a table. So things are looking up.
Also when I got locked out of [...]

I hate moving.

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