the evening almanac

Sunday night blues and insulting old work colleagues. Not really, sort of complimenting them in a really weird way. Actually, probably just an insult. I dunno. Bascially.

Been off, been under the weather, been not having sex with two women at the same time. Mostly.

Some thoughts on hitting coedy goals and then feeling rather directionless. Also I' on a dog walk, it's it 2023 or something. Basically.

Speculation on the whole P Dippy thing. Basically.

Reaching a comedy milestone doesn't stop me moaning about things like the lack of capaciousness of my cupboards. Is capaciousness a word? I dunno, what am I, Byron? Perhaps.

Some thoughts on purpose, maaaan. And Paul Chek. Maaan. And er, well that might be it. Basically.

Lots of comedy feedback, dopamine feedback and moaning. Perhaps.

A bit about Dave Grohl - Leave the man alone. Let he who hasn't made terrible pop-rock albums cast the first stone. Also having a go at developers because they reap what they sow. In this case, AI. Basically.

A rainy update (well, it's rainy outside) about work, careers and going to your grandparent's house when you're a kid. Mostly.

A talk about milkman, bag ladies and how the times are a changing. Also an existential freak out, but that's normal. Mostly.

A bad gig got me in a tailspin of existentialism, so we go down that rabbit hole. Essentially.

In a podcast about Stewart Lee, I actually spend most of the time trying to work out which studio produced The Never Ending Story. Happy 700th episode. Basically.

A bit about a weird gig I did last night, a bit about Oasis tickets (I can do zeitgeist), and a bit about Gen X. Basically.

A tired podcast where we disucss life, Ikea and everything. Sorry for the low energy. Perhaps listen to this one in bed. Maybe.

Lots of technical problems, even uploading this episode, but we're getting over them one by one. If I didn't know better, I'd swear Riverside and Spotify are trying to constructively dismiss me from making podcasts. I hate them, and will destroy them. Also a bit about Apple and the economy, yeah? Mostly.

Anyone else notice that the vocals and the video slightly fall out of sync? How very annoying. I swear Spotify are just trying to get rid of the nuisance that is podcasters by making their products essentially unusable. Anyway, something about haircuts and school. Bascially.

Some comedy news but mostly being conned by an online IQ test and dressing like I'm 14. I'm off on my BMX now. Essentially.

Existentialism. Basically.

I went to Belfast. I returned from Belfast. I moaned about Belfast. Also rockers. And I still can't work this mic out. I sound more echoey than a pre-Elon Musk Twitter liberal echo-chamber. Basically.

A bit about Edinburgh but mostly about how awful morning people are. Essentially.

Finally back after Spotify or something wouldn't let me post. It wasn't a shadow ban for bring unfunny, it was a a technical issue. I was technically not funny. Basically.

Spotify wouldn't allow me to upload this for ages. I literally hate it and want vengeance. Also some stuff about knives and forks. Essentially.

Hello. I went to an open mic full of newbies and now I think I'm better than everyone else. Also I talk about office work because it's fresh and original. Basically.

I hate making videos but it looks like it's happening now, so enjoy a long rant about boomers inability to to use IT. Mostly.

A weekend round up where I talk about a writing group and just walk aroiund in the sun with a massive long pale saggy face and huge spam. I'm starting to think video episodes aren't good for my mental health. Basically.