YOU CAN COOK STUPID!!

You may be stupid, but dammnit, you can cook!!
You don't have to be a foodie, you don't need tons of ingredients, or special tools! Just a sock puppet, a captain america mask and a little profanity!


Lil Erika puts on her super hero mask and lil Marc slaps on his chefs hat to make a simple and healthy cabbage slaw.



It was such a joy working with my brother on this short skit as it is the first project that he and I have worked together on in our adult life. I am so proud of us being so close and and making hilariousness together!

We hope to make a gazbillion more!!

An infinite thanks for Brian Schilling for directing and assembling a crew to make it come to fruition. and of cours a great thank you to all the contributors! LIL ERIKA LOVES YA!!

jellooo

I AM THE UNEDUCATED

I recently witnessed a conversation that made me ponder. Basically the gist of the dialogue was a dicussion of why each party reads the paper and the inner turmoil of getting the newspaper and not reading it and then canceling subscriptions and then having a great pull to know the news etc. to reengage a subscription. the statement that caused an internal reaction was this "I dont want to be one of those uneducated"

well...it turns out that I am one of these uneducated. YAY ME!!

this is what I am going to say about this.

I have spent so many years listening to people talk politics, debate, go back and forth, sitting at a coffee table with long dissertations of whos doing what, who killed who, why this is doing what to who, how much we are surrounded by our own gluttony, how fucked we are environmentally, how much we are destroying the planet, what corrupt asshole has taken over whatever country, what other corrupt asshole has managed to pull a financial fast one thousands of peeps, what laws are fucking us now, how much quicker we are going to die, what movies star fucked which and is now having a baby with whomever else, which country will kill us all first, how many thousands of people are dying of starvation or are dying of diabetes, how many guns we have, how we are overpopulated, how fat we are, whose sexier and skinnier than you, who has more money, and then the cherry on top how much anxiety we have.

Witnessing this dialogue being incessantly volleyed continuously makes me wonder, does sitting around this table comparing notes and dropping names and headlines help? what benefit is this dialogue doing? are solutions being made? are plans being drawn up to work on this? NO i dont think I have ever heard of any solution-based political discussions. This is my observations, as the conversations escalate, voices raise and speech speeds up, faces turn red, people interrupt to get their snippet of knowledge in, then more interruption to counter that interruption, volume goes up more, then an overall sense of weakness, helplessness, and then exhaustion and resentment of the world. then you go home and try to sleep.

If only I could have heart rates measured during these discussions, it would be a fascinating experiment.

if being uneducated means not reading the news, well, this retard is happy to be uneducated.

an added bit of feedback from a wise soul : only people who are affraid of being uneducated or seen as stupid feel a MUST NEED to keep up with current events

NINJA SPEAKS

NINJA INVITES YOU TO SAY HELLO

FRUIT RACIST

Are you a fruit racist?

I bet you are. I bet that you would never dare buy that fruit who you havent bothered to find out what its name is, and take it home with you and sample some of its tastiness. I bet you sneer at that fruit as you passby it, and go for that safe banana or apple.

I know I have been, and still am a fruit racist. I am afraid of these foreign fruit. what if they smell like fart when I cut into them? what if i take a bite and its disgusting? I will be sad also if I buy this foreign thing and had expectations of greatness and it wasn't what I thought, or i didn't know what to do with it. and I ate it the wrong way and have deep shame.

I declare that I will try to sample a fruit before I dismiss it.

END FRUIT RACISM!

MELTING IN MY CHAIR WITH CUTE

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TEENY MESSAGE

smile with your brain

NINJA BELIEF

FILTERAGE TEST

I cant decide what I like. just puttn it up.

MCDUFOUR TAKIN OVAH

this one is where Grand and Chicago meet - spotted by moi - I get a hug

Ashland and Augusta spotted by Brian Schilling - I now owe you two hugs

Heres some mOOOOOOre!

WHATS OPERA DOC?

Just finished shooting the beautiful Opera singer Nicole Cabell. What a treat indeed, such an elegant, lovely, kind woman.

I added the type, just to envision it as an album cover.

here she is on the tube of you so you get an idea of her awesomeness.

PEEPEL COMEDY

Tonight I was driving home and I had to stop and stare. I was at the corner of Grand and Leavitt overlooking Grand Street Gardens and I noticed movement that didn't seem like it fit in that place....

There was a dude with a red hoodie rolling round on top of the stacked bags of mulch/dirt/whatever. he then stood up and hurled himself on top of the bags like a pro wrestler and rolled around, face downward smooshed into the stacked bags. this happened for five minutes and I just watched.

I tell ya, life is like a movie sometimes. perfect comedy placed in the perfect moments.

MCDUFOUR IN THE HIZZY

spot a McDufour billboard, take a photo n send it to me, tell me where you saw it, and Ill give you a .... a...a HUG!!!!

Spotted by Renne Delgado at Montrose and Pulaski

this ones on Pandora -submitted by melinda Meyers (my intern)
Submitted by Brian Schilling

this ones on Western and Logan

thanks to and insanely fun set of clients at Burnett - seriously laughed my ass off repeatedly

thanks to the faboo crew

Producer: Monica Zaffarano

Digi Tech: Brian Schilling

1st Assist: Bob Wolgemuth

2nd Assist: Ben Rodig

Wardrobe: Liz Klafeta

Hair N Makeup : Cindy Adams

Manicurist: Cenita Scott

DJ: Eric Hillman (fig Media)

ZIPPITYDOODAH WOOO

Last Saturday, I was a fortunate passenger in a Zipcar. I was puttering around, scoping out the innards of this rented auto, keeping myself occupied, whereupon, I opened the glove compartment. In there was a pair of glasses, and a TGI Fridays coupon folded in half, and behold, there was a mini ZIP lock baggie with substance that looked like oregano. I said out loud "is this what I think it is??" upon further investigation, it was indeed a sac of Cannabis, TGI Saturday!!!! We both looked at each other and said "duuuude".

I zoomed back in my mind to the last time I smoked this substance, I clearly remember the feeling of paranoia, fear, insecurity, shame, wanting to get the fuck out of wherever I was, and also the inability to speak in words, and the oddest feeling of a smile on my lips but the feeling of utter panic inside. I also realized that my self image wasn't super duper intact back then, a little wobbly on the self esteem legs, like a newborn lamb.

We decided to put the zippy from the zip in my bag, considering pitching the stuff, but had to marinate on it for a moment.

I hadn't realized that I could laugh so hard where my stomach would hurt and I would lose the ability to use my legs from such laughter. I had the epiphany that this was a great marketing ploy for Zip cars, pretty genius actually!

This little gem from the Universe was a test, to prove to me the transformation of my self esteem from rocky to rock solid, I passed the test with flying colors.

THANKS ZIPCARS!

BEAUTY

sometimes it takes a little help to keep your branches healthy

WISHMAKING

oh great ones of the universe, send me on more magnificent missions, to magnificent places, continuing this magnificent experiment

BLABBER MOUTH

Do you find yourself confronted with people that are cronic advice givers?

Do you find yourself bewildered by the lack of compassion and understanding from these people and their inability to just shut up and listen?

Something to notice about these people that is consistent without fail.

THE CRONIC ADVICE GIVERS HAVE THE MOST FUCKED UP LIVES

FACE PAINT

Meet Amanda, she likes to look soft and pretty, but also, she likes to let loose and go bananaz. witness the faces of Amanda. Thanks to Sharon Casey for the bombastic makeup transformations.

FAREWELL

Today I learned the a young neighbor of mine at work died in a car accident. this stopped my innards to a halt and created a wash of a void inside. It is so finite , there was no big grand music crescendo, there was no big hoopla, she disappeared into the night and that was it, she was gone. Of course she left her impact on others, her loved ones, her friends, her foes, her work companions, all of the people she shared her vibration with on this planet, and now she left the remaining impact of her death.

YOUR A SPEC