It's all the rage today to be an astute contrarian. Or it's absolutely not.
When I grew up, one of two things made you "alternative":
1) Not fitting in to any already defined social parameters, or
2) Being purposefully alternative, seeking out counter cultures carved out by independent free thinkers, then copying/stealing their style and attitude because not being an empty husk of a nobody without a unique thought in your head or...
I have a confession I must now make, publicly, to all of you; I'm not a real comedian.
I know, I know. With a website called MarkViolaComedy.com, and literally dozens of pictures of me with a microphone in front of a brick wall, you may be tricked into thinking "well, this guy probably does a joke telling-based thing."
PICTURED: A hairy Bigfoot eating a black banana in front of surfboards
As a national touring road comic chasing his art across this vast country, journeying from coast to coast on an epic adventure to tell fart jokes to strangers (see: HOMELESS), I spend a lot of time crashing on the couches and floors of friends and strangers alike. Bar shows don't give you a motel room, and I'm lucky to have people opening their doors to me, what with being a shiftless ne'er do well.
I spend, not just most of my day, but the vast majority of it NOT masturbating in front of people. It was a long and grinding journey to get to this place, but I'm here to help guide each and every one of you struggling to avoid news headlines. You too can avoid common pitfalls related to public dolphin slapping.
It is a time of great shame and anger in America. Ravaged by the awfulness we are met with on a constant basis, it has driven the populace to demand answers for the gut-wrenching awfulness we are forced to encounter on a daily basis. These regularly-scheduled disgraces against the very soul of our un-united
country. Unspeakable, malicious things, like a late night host saying the word "cock."
As a traveling artisan, comedian, writer, voice actor, and bohemian extraordinaire (see: Homeless Person), I often find myself in a strange city with nowhere to go, and nothing to do except watch Netflix and write mostly unread blog entries.
If you aren't following me on Instagram (@MarkViolaComedy), then you've probably missed out on this little segment I do...#WhereMarkIsSleeping. As I crash different places every night, I've decided to share with you guys the wacky places I put my head down. Here's a wrap-up from the last week:
Williamsburg, VA - I actually had a show that came with a hotel room! Comedy Club of Williamsburg in the Double Tree, which is also where th...
Hello All! Well, it's finally happened. It wasn't enough for me to harass you good people on social media and/or in real life, now I've gone and made a blog. "But...WHY?" you may find yourselves asking.
What cruel, merciless god-demon-beast would allow for such a thing to befall the whole of humanity? Was it something from a past life? Is it because of all those times you promised to change your ways if only the universe saw...