Seventh Issue
Hey what’s up champ,
I am already sorry for calling you champ and I knew that would sound stupid and I shouldn’t have used it to start the email and but oh well there’s nothing that can be done about it now.
It has been a while since the last one of these but I trust that you are still alive and in possession of the requisite anatomical instruments to complete a thorough and hopefully enjoyable perusal of this newsletter.
(maybe instead of this last paragraph just write “I hope you have eyes and can read.” MAKE SURE TO EDIT THIS BEFORE YOU SEND OUT THE NEWSLETTER.)
I have a show this Saturday, July 24 in Mar Vista. If you don’t know where Mar Vista is, maybe it will be helpful to know that Mar Vista is Spanish for “north of Marina Del Rey and like inland of Venice.”
Here is the poster for the show:
Tickets for this show are $10 and can be purchased by clicking these words which actually have a website attached to them. And seriously you should come to this show because everyone on it is hilarious and like a good comedy friend of mine (except Gwen Thomas idk what the fuck her deal is) and but so I can absolutely guarantee you it will be just a wonderful show.
I currently live in the “downtown” area of the city of Los Angeles. This part of town is colloquially referred to as “downtown Los Angeles” or “DTLA” or “Los Angeles’s Area That Is Located In The Down Of The Town.”
People often ask me what living in downtown Los Angeles is like. Allow me to illustrate by briefly recounting that while ambulating about the Town’s Down, my home area, at various intervals last Saturday, minding my own business and mostly doing things like thinking about using the word ambulating in the next edition of the newsletter, I saw three (3) different homeless men start actively taking a shit right there on the sidewalk (or in one case in a planter) in front of me.
For a visual representation of this information, refer to Figure 1, which is displayed below.
For a more contextual understanding of the impact that seeing the three homeless men shitting may have had on my day, you may also refer to Figure 1(a), also below.
My overall review of living in Down-Los-Angeles-Town is that it can be a natural, zesty enterprise.
Two weeks ago was the first ever HAPPY THOUGHTS comedy show, produced by me and my dear friend Karan Menon (pronounced “Karan Menon”). We sold out our first show, which means you have to go from anxiously telling people to come to your show to anxiously telling people they are no longer allowed to come to your show because they didn’t decide to come quickly enough and but to please come to the next one.
Here are some photos from the inaugural edition of HAPPY THOUGHTS:
These people are all great and I love them more than I hate myself. If you want to follow HAPPY THOUGHTS on Instagram for updates and more info and to check out the comics, you can click the link here: link.
That’s about it for this edition! The next one of the HAPPY THOUGHTS shows is going to be in early September but not on the 11th, although not because of 9/11 I just mean because I have a personal conflict unrelated to 9/11 and ugh ok all I’m trying to say is that you don’t have to plan for it maybe potentially being on that day because it won’t be on that day because I couldn’t make it anyway because I am doing something else and you don’t need to worry about what that thing is but just it isn’t because of 9/11 reasons that I’m doing it. It’s a colonoscopy. Goodbye.