INTRODUCTION V.O.: Ineptitude . . . Failure . . . Inanity . . . Stupidity . . . MURDER! . . . MURDER!!. . . MURDER!!! This is How I Broke This. SFX: (cartoonish broken spring) BOINGGGGGGG. GUY RAZZ: I’m Guy Razz, host of How I Broke This. Not to be confused with that other…
“So Many Books, So Little Time.” For decades, I’ve seen this written on T-shirts, coffee cups, bumper stickers, book markers, etc. It’s even the main title of a book by Sara Nelson, which I haven’t had time to read yet. “So Many Books, So Little Time: A Year of Passionate Reading” was published in 2004. …
I experienced my first-ever STANDING OVATION—finally! This, after hosting, and performing in, an estimated 160 musical-comedy benefit shows from 2011 to 2024, first “Will Read and Sing for Food,” then its spinoff, “Wait . . . What?” Yes—a Standing-O. Thirteen years in the making! Not the obligatory Sitting-O, for which I’ve been conditioned. I’ve experienced…
Here on All American Road, LGBTQIA+ Street seemingly intersects with, and runs straight through, our home. We embrace the queer lives that are part of the open fabric of our blended family. We are proud Pride parents. My stepson, Cameron, is trans male. When I was warmly welcomed into my new family in 2017, Cameron…
| INTRODUCTION V.O.: Ineptitude . . . Failure . . . Inanity . . . Stupidity . . . MURDER! . . . MURDER!!. . . MURDER!!! This is How I Broke This. SFX: CARTOONISH BROKEN SPRING. BOINGGGGGGG. GUY RAZZ: I’m Guy Razz, host of How I Broke This. Not to be confused with that other…
INTRODUCTION V.O.: Ineptitude . . . Failure . . . Inanity . . . Stupidity . . . Murder . . . Murder . . . Murder! This is How I Broke This. SFX: CARTOONISH BROKEN SPRING. GUY RAZZ: I’m Guy Razz, host of How I Broke This. Not to be confused with that…
My oldest offspring, Austin, turns 30 this month. There was a time he professed not to like his first name, which resulted because of my fondness for Jerry Jeff Walker music. The outlaw troubadour, Walker, was synonymous with Austin, Texas. Luckily for my son, Jerry Jeff didn’t hail from Poughkeepsie. Austin Saalman sounded like a…
“There is no place on Earth even remotely like New Orleans.” — Anthony Bourdain During our evenings in New Orleans, the walking tours were as multitudinous as Fats Domino hits. The true crime fanatics in our group slavered like Creole moon werewolves while our eye-patched guide regaled us with true tales of malevolence, murder, and…
I’m going down New Orleans I’ve got to see Dr. JohnGot my mojo working Everything will be fine–Van Morrison My HOKAs were shined in NOLA. That’s not a euphemism for something dirty, so get your mind out of the gutter. Technically, I was in a gutter in the French Quarter when the aforementioned event unfolded,…
To commemorate our first date, we returned to Blind Owl Brewery, where we had met face to face for the first time seven years earlier, the final step after surviving a gauntlet of initial online dating site chats, then the exchange of personal email addresses, then an actual phone call, until I was deemed text…
