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Dirty South Goth Weed Zombie. www.thisisjacobshelton.com
obscurala:

verso: Paul Thomas

I’ve seen this photo in person and it gives me the creeps.

obscurala:

verso: Paul Thomas

I’ve seen this photo in person and it gives me the creeps.

I spent the afternoon shooting acupuncture with @soitscancer, there were less needles than I expected. #soitscancer #acupuncture #cancer #stupidcancer #noho #documentary

I spent the afternoon shooting acupuncture with @soitscancer, there were less needles than I expected. #soitscancer #acupuncture #cancer #stupidcancer #noho #documentary

Hey! If you’re in the Los Angeles area on Saturday come down to The Fold Gallery above The Last Bookstore and check out some wonderful local artists. And(!) if you find the hidden copy of “Dombey and Son” in the cavernous Bleak House Section you’ll win a free induction to the $1 book club (a $1 value). #losangeles #thelastbookstore #foldgallery #art

Hey! If you’re in the Los Angeles area on Saturday come down to The Fold Gallery above The Last Bookstore and check out some wonderful local artists. And(!) if you find the hidden copy of “Dombey and Son” in the cavernous Bleak House Section you’ll win a free induction to the $1 book club (a $1 value). #losangeles #thelastbookstore #foldgallery #art

A very silly and life changing $1 Pasadena flea market find. #montypython #book

A very silly and life changing $1 Pasadena flea market find. #montypython #book

licensetowill:

#tbt ‘bout God and stuff

After seeing Louis CK’s SNL monologue last Saturday I was reminded that I did my own monologue last year where I also touched on the issue of God.  I was opening/hosting for two very funny comedians, Kieth Lowell Jenson and Johnny Taylor, when they brought their “One Full Beard Tour” to the Blue Room in Chico, CA.  The promotional material for the show really hammered it home that the two comics were Atheists, so I figured it’d be fun to throw together some of the Agnosticism jokes I’d been working on at the time.

I was only about a year into the whole stand-up thing when this was made.  The video sat unlisted on YouTube account for no apparent reason.  It starts with a marriage equality joke that’s now dated but I still like it anyway.  Some of the jokes don’t get the laughs I want, and I flub some premises here and there, but damn did I have fun performing this set and hosting the show. 

Anyway, here’s me talking about Gay Marriage, Facebook, Game of Thrones, and God all while being like 20+ pounds heavier.  Enjoy…

Will Craig is someone that I don’t run into enough when I’m out saying things in front of people that are usually there to do the same thing. But when I do, it’s always close to 1am and I try to remind him that he’s written one of the funniest bits about suicide that I’ve ever heard. 

theadeptwriter:

Deadline is today, April 1st at 11:59 PM Eastern time. 
www.theadeptwriter.com for full details
theadeptwriter@gmail.com

You guys should submit to this. There’s a typo in my entry so I will lose for sure but that doesn’t mean that you can’t win. Here, I’ll write some flash fiction to inspire you. 

Humboldt’s Story
Humbodlt began to write his story for the Adept Writer flash fiction contest. “A dog walked through the bedroom… oh that’s no good. A dog ate some sand?  I’ve got it. A dog built a formula one race car…”And it went on like that for quite some time before he gave up and decided to eat double chocolate magnums for the rest of the day, casually glancing at his laptop every few licks and thinking to himself “I’ll write that story tomorrow.”But he couldn’t because the contest ended on the 1st of April and also because his fingers turned into my old high school auditorium. What a complete twist. It was all a dream. 

theadeptwriter:

Deadline is today, April 1st at 11:59 PM Eastern time. 

www.theadeptwriter.com for full details

theadeptwriter@gmail.com

You guys should submit to this. There’s a typo in my entry so I will lose for sure but that doesn’t mean that you can’t win. Here, I’ll write some flash fiction to inspire you. 

Humboldt’s Story

Humbodlt began to write his story for the Adept Writer flash fiction contest. “A dog walked through the bedroom… oh that’s no good. A dog ate some sand?  I’ve got it. A dog built a formula one race car…”
And it went on like that for quite some time before he gave up and decided to eat double chocolate magnums for the rest of the day, casually glancing at his laptop every few licks and thinking to himself “I’ll write that story tomorrow.”
But he couldn’t because the contest ended on the 1st of April and also because his fingers turned into my old high school auditorium. What a complete twist. It was all a dream. 

I spent this weekend filming in Northern California and I’m still trying to sort out the events (nothing awful happened but it was fairly strange). I had one evening to myself which was spent eating Afghani food, taking photos, and doing a bit of writing. This was my favorite photo from the set. It reminds me of that Joy Division street sign picture that probably doesn’t actually exist. 

I spent this weekend filming in Northern California and I’m still trying to sort out the events (nothing awful happened but it was fairly strange). I had one evening to myself which was spent eating Afghani food, taking photos, and doing a bit of writing. This was my favorite photo from the set. It reminds me of that Joy Division street sign picture that probably doesn’t actually exist. 

obscurala:

verso: Ern’s 1st wisdom tooth out July 1961

Ern?

obscurala:

verso: Ern’s 1st wisdom tooth out July 1961

Ern?

Needles, Blood, and Something Called a Chest Port

Last week I began filming a documentary about the CEO of So…It’s Cancer, a young man with stage 4 stomach cancer who is intent on getting his company off the ground before he dies. We’ve been having a lot of fun (at the moment we’re in San Francisco filming his trip to a Wide Spread Panic Show) but the notion that the guy in front of the camera is slowly deteriorating is never far from the front of my brain (or where ever your main thoughts reside, I assume the front or top). If you’d like you can watch a scene from the documentary below where Nick has something called a port put into his chest. Enjoy?