Have you heard of the new fad in social networking?  It’s called FourSquare, and it’s basically a more interactive Yelp.  How it works is when you’re out and about, you jump on FourSquare and check in, maybe write a little thing about what you think of the place.  Then your friends get a pop up on their phones letting you know where you are (weird!), and what you think of the place (who cares!).  The more you visit a place, the more points you get, resulting in you eventually becoming Mayor of a particular location (and owning that shit!).

Being a social networking slut (follow me on Twitter), of course I use it.  I’m often distracted by where my friends are visiting (one friend makes a daily trip to the bakery.  no judgement, I swear!), and enjoy catching them in little white lies (“I swear, I really have a sensitivity to gluten, I just go to that bakery for the coffee!”).

In my case, my check-in’s paint a unique and well rounded lifestyle.  Of course I have many points from comedy clubs, I’m very high up in attendance at Crunch gym locations, and I hold my own with the FourSquare bar lovers!  My day job is at a very popular AIDS service location in New York City.  It’s a wonderful job, I love it, and I check in there daily.  I’m so close to gaining Mayor status!

So what does this say about me to somebody who doesn’t know me?  Essentially they see me as an incredibly physically fit comedian with an alcohol problem who may or may not have AIDS.

Maybe I should rethink this FourSquare thing?

I am so grateful for my family.  Of course for all the obvious reasons, but mainly because they offer me so much amazing material for comedy.  They are gold mine for hilarity.  

Just a couple little comedic diddies from my last visit with them:

- We are Mormon.  At one point, we were talking in the kitchen, and the Osmonds came on TV.  Everybody fell silent.  The Osmonds are to Mormons are what Sarah Palin is to batshit crazy people (aka the Conservative wing of the Republican party) – they our are leaders, our inspiration, our Buddha.

- My mother has lost weight.  I quote, “Getting a Lupus diagnosis was hard, but also a blessing.  It’s a great diet!”

- For Thanksgiving dinner, we went to the casino buffet.  

• Side note on this one: While waiting in the long line to enter the buffet, a man fainted.  But rather than be concerned about the man, people in line were more concerned with how he was holding up the line.

- There was a moment of high drama late a night.  Yelling occurred, tears flowed, your typical Thanksgiving family moment.  What’s funny about this?  After all is well again, I check my Twitter updates.  My brother’s girlfriends most recent update: “Praying everything will be alright.”   I don’t know what’s funnier, that in a moment of disaster she turned to Twitter or the passive/vague nature of her Twitter update.

- My brother deep friend a turkey.  As he was snacking on the bird while carving it, he said, “Oh, wow, that part is cold.”  Turns out the middle of the bird not only wasn’t cooked, but was partially frozen.

- During the course of my visit, the following question was asked, “In your gay relationships, do you play the male or female role?”

There’s nothing like being with family during the holiday season.