Last Comic Standing is a funny reality show…no pun intended. You don’t get too attached to the host (Bill Bellamy is great but I think he peaked during Cousin Skeeter) and because of an American Idol style set-up, you don’t know who to root for for a few weeks. Instead, you get 3 to 4 lead-off episodes riddled with crappy comics and 30 to 90 seconds worth of quality humor.

One thing of note was the female presence wasn’t as strong as in year’s past. There are still a several audition cities to go, but as of right now only one of the six semi-finalists is a woman…and frankly she wasn’t very funny. Funny ladies were in full effect last year and Amy Schumer even made it to the top 3. Let’s hope the women can bring it back next week.

Anyway, the fellas came out swinging.

Louis Ramey was the king of night one. As an African-American, especially one from Wisconsin, I can appreciate his jokes about getting double takes on the ski slopes. He was creative, shocking and had impeccable timing. He appears to have the most experience but he kind of lacks star power. Read More »

When you hand in a rough draft of your final term paper, and you get good feedback- you are no doubt shocked when your grade is much lower than anticipated right?

So you go to your professor and she explains what you did wrong, where you missed the mark. And while you are frustrated, you move on because hey, it’s Thursday night and so why not get drunk now and just remember what to fix for next time?

When you finish a crossword or sudoku puzzle, you head for most important part: the answer key. Because how annoying would it be to spend two hours on a mind game and not get any sort of validation that you did it right? (A blatant waste of time, in my opinion)

And of course, when Britney Spears makes the Worst Dressed list week after week, she doesn’t have to sit and ponder as to why she’s on there. If her poor taste in fashion isn’t obvious enough (last time I checked, fedoras and printed pajama bottoms wasn’t what they meant by “mix and match”) at least there is some comedian explaining what makes her outfit so comically tragic.

In all of these cases, there is an answer to what went askew, a reasoning behind the actions.

So why is it that when you go on a date that you think went well and then hear not-a-thing… there is nothing you can do about it? Read More »

My roommate is scared shitless by Carrot Top.

She won’t look at pictures of him, runs from the room if he happens to come on TV, and refuses to even say his name.

She won’t explain her fear, just whisperes that “him and a ventriloquist doll are two the scariest things you could ever see at the foot of your bed in the middle of the night.”

While my phobia is not as rampart as hers, I completely understand the fear.

The dude was weird looking even before he started on the ‘roids, but now that he’s jacked, he barely resembles a human.

Something is seriously wrong with his face, but it’s hard to tell what.

Did he get weird plastic surgery? Did the steroids melt his features a little?

Is he transitioning into a giant, muscular woman?

I hear he’s big in Vegas, which can only mean one of two things; A) people who are drunk and have lost all their money to slot machines go see him in an attempt to put themselves out of their misery, or B) they like freaks. Read More »