Sometimes you go out and make something of your life, and that is great. Sometimes, though, you find yourself typing “Funny CGI Skeleton” into the search bar, and then you really know what it is to be alive.
Be a wet goth for him
Now that I’ve had a chance to give all the details to my immediate family, I feel like I can share this online.
At around 11:15pm on July 4th, I was leaving a comedy show with about 50 other people. A man ran into the crowd with something concealed under his shirt. He then walked up to me and my friend and said, “Hey, how’s it going?” He pulled out a handgun, lifted it up to my head, and fired point blank. I didn’t realize what was happening at the time, but I ducked. I ran away and heard him fire two more times.
When I returned to the scene, I found everybody standing around in shock, and the shooter lying on the ground. He had shot himself, and he later died. Everyone else is physically okay. I was grazed on the top of my head by the first bullet (that’s the picture above), and I still have a ringing in my ears.
All things considered, I’m really lucky. Not only am I alive and didn’t witness him shooting himself, as so many did, I have extremely supportive family and friends, I have an understanding employer, and I have resources to talk to.
The shooter was mentally ill and wasn’t so lucky. The lesson I’m taking away from this is that we need to make mental health a priority in ourselves and in our communities. Support your local mental health organizations in whatever ways you can, financially and by forcing politicians to take the issue more seriously. If you live in Vancouver, this is a good place to donate.
If you want to hear more about the incident, we describe it during the first 30 minutes of episode 281 of Stop Podcasting Yourself. Don’t worry, the podcast is a lot more lighthearted than this post.
Sorry ‘bout the selfie.
Today, I got an email from a someone pretending to be comedian Dave Anthony. I did what I thought Dave would do: send this poor bastard a bunch of nonsense emails and see how long I could keep it going.
Many have done things like this before me with much funnier results, but I can’t tell you how fun it was to respond to these emails. Dave, I hope this makes the not so fun aspect of having your email hacked a little more fun.
You’ve still got it, same pic of Dave Coulier.
I just got zinged by Huey Lewis. In my own guestbook.
“Mortals know me as… THE FISH-FATER. I come from a realm beyond your understanding to decide the fates of all the world’s fish. FOOLISH FISH! I PLAY WITH YOUR LIVES AS A CHILD WOULD PLAY WITH A TOY! Anyway, it’s either you get caught by some dude, you ALMOST get caught by some dude, or you get eaten by some other dumb fish. Occasionally a bear. #FOLO! JUST BECAUSE I HAVE A TRUCK DON’T MISTAKE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL MOVING COMPANY! FISH-FATER OUT! PEACE!”
Great spelling, ebay. I want to do nothing more than buy this NES.