Last month, a DJ in Charlotte asked me a simple question: “So, Keith, where are you from?” I answered like I normally do. I said, “Nashville, TN…home of the Commodores.” When I say that, most people immediately think that I’m speaking of the band. They normally follow up with something Read more…
I was just in the express lane at the grocery store and sneezed. A good one too…one of those where it’s three quick sneezes in a row. Just as I was catching my breath, the lady behind me said, “Claritin.” “I’m sorry, what?” I asked. “Claritin. Sounds like you could Read more…
I’ve been out of the work force for over three years now. Technically I’m still in the working world, but in terms of having health insurance, giving quarterly reviews, and pretending to smoke just to get breaks, I’m out of that game. The 9-to-5 environment just wasn’t for me, especially Read more…
My trip to the Bahamas was several weeks ago, but I’m still telling people about it. Not just about Mike’s shark attack (read the previous column), but also about my two-hour bout with scurvy. Turned out to be a thorn, but that’s the good thing about hypochondria…you imagine the worst Read more…
I officially stopped working the road two weeks ago. No, I didn’t quit comedy, but I did work somewhere that actually required a plane ticket. I got booked at the Atlantis Resort in the Bahamas. It was spring break that week for many colleges. Either that or the American Association Read more…