I may not smoke pot—I’ve never smoked anything—but that doesn’t prevent me from having ideas a stoner might have. Does it make any sense why I think this is a funny t-shirt idea? I’m not smoking pot right now, but you are. I just imagine wearing this to Bonnaroo and having lots of people come… Continue reading A good stoner shirt?
Author: Matt Aromando
Stand-up, improv, and sketch comedian.
Measuring up the situation
In high school, I ran for the track and field team. I ran pretty much every event: the 100-yard, 200-yard, 400-yard, and 1 mile events regularly and somewhat less regularly ran the 300-yard hurdles and the 2-mile. I could sprint and run long distance; a weird combination that once saw me run in the 1-mile… Continue reading Measuring up the situation
Two Years of Stand-up Comedy
Today is my second anniversary of performing stand-up. I don’t care much for (mostly) meaningless dates but I’ve thought about it recently and realized that the first two years have been pretty distinct from each other. In the first year, I performed for the first time in August and waited until October to get on… Continue reading Two Years of Stand-up Comedy
I’m going to shoot you now
A wonderful statue I found in San Francisco: There are a lot of things to like about this statue such as the juxtaposition of the mythological and guns, a guy being trampled by Pegasus. But my favorite part: A guy who is simply saying to his enemy, “I’m going to shoot you now.” Such a… Continue reading I’m going to shoot you now
Picking on Kids
I don’t hate kids and I don’t think they’re stupid, they just don’t know very much. So my message to the children who put up this sign up in their classroom, life isn’t fair: It was hung in a preschool-looking classroom at a YMCA that is used as a practice space by adults at night.… Continue reading Picking on Kids
Recovering
This blog isn’t just by me, it’s about me, too! So if you haven’t been following on Twitter or otherwise found out, I broke my arm just over two weeks ago playing dodgeball. It was so bad that I needed surgery the other day to have a metal plate put in my arm. Well, I’m… Continue reading Recovering
My Dental Hygienist and I
I went to the dentist the other day for a routine cleaning (no cavities). My hygienist’s name is Alison and that’s all I know about her. My dentist, though, the guy who only sees me for 60-seconds every 6-months? Well I know his full name. My regular doctor? The same. With my dental hygienist, all… Continue reading My Dental Hygienist and I