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It wasn't even a picture book!

“One of the least attractive personality combinations is arrogance mixed with insecurity,” writes Gretchen Rubin of The Happiness Project, in a post about humility. It’s so simple and yet profound that I thought I’d repeat it here.

In other news, I finished a whole book yesterday which is notable because I hardly ever finish book anymore since I … what was I saying? Exactly. It was Steve Martin’s Born Standing Up and I’d recommend it for anyone who finds themselves thinking about performing, comedy and the nature of performing comedy. He lived in Orange County for awhile, which I didn’t know. Also, he described the time of his life when he was most in the public eye as when he was most alone, which I can relate to, not in a tears of a clown kind of way but in the sense that I’ve identified this somewhat reclusive streak in myself and the more I spend time on air the less I feel the need/desire to perform socially, which somehow results in my wanting to spend a lot of time at home. I suspect there’s something off there: that obviously there is a way to be social without performing, but sadly I think I’m a bit confused on that front and moreso as I get older. That said there are plenty of people I can be myself around, but I’m still slightly—like just a hair—more myself when I’m alone.

It’s occurring to me now that it might appear that these two paragraphs are related but they aren’t intended to be.

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happy holidays


Merry Christmas to everyone! On this most holy of days I thought I’d share a little factoid I learned at a party the other night: Tobey is slang for crap in England. As in “I’ve gotta drop a tobey.” Deligtful!

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Red Eye tonight

I’ll be on Red Eye tonight at 10pm Eastern, 7pm Pacific. “But that’s the show that’s on in the middle of the night!” you’re saying. WRONG! On Saturdays it’s on primetime!

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I'm in Playboy

No, not like that! In the January 2008 issue they round up the Year in Sex and they blurbed my exchange with Ed Koch (here’s the story as it originally appeared in Time Out New York). Thanks to the reader who tipped me off. That sounds dirty, doesn’t it? Funny how everything can sound dirty when you view the world through flesh-colored glasses.

Also, I will post more photos soon. I have more Tobey photos and I have a bunch of me after various TV things which I took in case I wanted to try to remember how they did my makeup.

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I tried to post this by email but couldn't remember how

I’m in LA recording red eye and I’m slightly flummoxed by the delay. If it looks like I’m doing some kind of pensive introspective thing looking off to the right it’s really just because I’m not sure when the camera is on me or off me. (There a half second or so delay between audio and video. Video is delayed). Also, I miss Tobey! What my mom doesn’t know is I plan to steal him. Now greg is talking about tramp urine.

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You Don't Know Dick About Christmas!


The title of this post is what I’ve dubbed the new game my sister and I have been playing. My mom bought my sister Christmas trivia cards which are actually pretty fun except most of the answers are one of the following: Bob Hope, Bob Cratchit or The Lemondrop Kid.

Before my sister’s surgery I was asking her questions from the cards to distract her and the nurse asked if she was preparing to go on Jeopardy, which cracked me up.

In other news, I’m going to be on Red Eye on Saturday and I believe it’s going to be a special kind of episode.

But back to gameshows, I can’t understand Duel. And I don’t like melodramatic contestants.

Also, Tobey keeps throwing up.

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Tobey it is!

Tobias Potato Rosen is the full name, although when I hold him a stream of names and jibberish starts coming out of my mouth, interspersed with the words puppy, baby and face, so basically I pick him up and then it’s “Tobey Puppy Potato Tobias Baby Face Puppy Tobey yes you are. Awwww…” If I werent so tired from the flight, I’d have lost all respect for myself. On the plane I watched Juno which made me cry a little, though it’s funny, and which I’d definitely recommend. I can’t even tell if I’m making sense anymore. I’m going to go stare at a puppy.

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holiday movies

I’ll be doing a special segment airing tonight on Red Eye. Tune in or forever wonder what it was. (note: there may be some kind of hint somewhere around here)

Oh and also about the puppy: we’re thinking Tobey. Sorry Peter Paige!

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