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Splitsider published a new piece that I co-wrote with my friend and collaborator Nick Klinger. It’s called “Miniature Golf Infractions,” and you can read it here.

This has made the rounds, so maybe you’ve already seen it, but I finally got to read Patton Oswalt’s closed letter to himself about thievery, heckling and rape jokes. If you’re like me and haven’t seen it, I recommend you do:

In the exact moment after I’d realized that what Blaine said was true, that I’d cribbed a laugh from someone else’s creativity and inspiration, my ego kicked in. And, I mean, my real ego. Not ego’s sociopathic cousin, hubris, which would have made me defensive, aggressive and ultimately rationalize the theft. No, the good kind of ego, the kind that wanted success and fame and praise on my own merits, no matter how long it took.

Chris Gethard writes about the scariest place to do comedy for Vice:

After I tell people I do hundreds of shows a year, they often ask, “What’s the worst show you’ve ever done?”

And I always tell them, “It’s debatable, but I guarantee you it happened in Philadelphia.”

You didn’t even need to read the block quote, right? You just knew the answer would be Philadelphia, either because of the title or because I’m linking to it.

If Buzzfeed was your text-happy friend.

Dan Kois profiles Jack Handey for The New York Times:

Maria Semple, a writer for “S.N.L.” and “Arrested Development” and the author of the novel “Where’d You Go, Bernadette,” spent a long time on the phone with me trying to explain what it is about Handey’s comedy that makes him different from almost anyone else writing comedy today. “In the rewrite room,” she finally said, “we used to say, ‘It smells like a joke.’ That’s the scourge of comedy these days. It smells like a joke, but there’s no actual joke there. I’m not the comedy police, but you watch a movie, and everyone’s laughing, and then you shake it out and you realize, ‘There’s no joke there!’ ” But in Handey’s novel, she said, “I don’t think four lines go by without a killer joke. These are real jokes, man. They don’t just smell like jokes.”

I’d say “sorry to plug my own work again,” but this is probably one of the spaces acceptable to do so. Click to see the latest work from me and my co-writer Nick Klinger. We’ve been posting 2 or 3 things each week over at Carroll ünd Klinger. If you’re a Twitter user, you can follow our updates here.

Carroll ünd Klinger →

I’ve spent the past few months collaborating on comedy pieces with my good friend Nick Klinger. We’ve been friends for more than a decade, yet despite this relationship and our studies and careers in the arts, we never thought to work together until now.

We have work forthcoming in The Humor Section at Splitsider this July, and in Defenestration Magazine this September.  But we quickly ran into a good problem to have: we produced a lot of work we loved, but had too few outlets dedicated to comedy writing to whom we could send them.

In other words: we needed a home of our own.  So we started one:

Carroll ünd Klinger

We’ll post one new “feature” piece per week, plus shorter work intermittently.  We’ve made it hard for you NOT to follow us, so we hope you will: you have your choice of RSS, Twitter or Tumblr.  Or you can just visit the site at your leisure, like some old fogey.

You can find our first piece sandwiched between a Welcome post and a link to our Funny or Die piece: it’s called “I Took Kate Upton To Prom And All I Got Was This Lousy Blog Post.”

Diminutive Canadian →

The AV Club’s Nathan Rabin reviews the series finale of Comedy Central’s excellent Nathan For You.  If you’re not watching this, you should be.  I think the last new shows I stumped for this hard were Community and Arrested Development.  Not bad company, eh?

Joke’s On Him →

Dave Itzkoff interviews Louis C.K. for The New York Times.  I found this answer well-timed:

There’s people that say: “It’s not fair. You have all that stuff.” I wasn’t born with it. It was a horrible process to get to this. It took me my whole life. If you’re new at this — and by “new at it,” I mean 15 years in, or even 20 — you’re just starting to get traction. Young musicians believe they should be able to throw a band together and be famous, and anything that’s in their way is unfair and evil. What are you, in your 20s, you picked up a guitar? Give it a minute.

Just Getting Started →

Jason Zinoman of The New York Times writes about Dave Chappelle and his slow, hidden comeback today:

Seeing Mr. Chappelle here revealed him as struggling with some of the issues that led him to leave the spotlight. It’s also an exhilarating reminder of what we’ve been missing: the laid-back delivery pivoting into explosive bursts of energy; the sideways insight and deadpan gravitas; how every joke seems as if he came up with it on the spot. If there are comics with more onstage charisma than Dave Chappelle, I haven’t seen them.

Seeing Chappelle re-emerge from afar has been rather exciting.  I didn’t mourn the loss of Chappelle’s Show (which I loved, but remained near-perfect with its sudden conclusion — I never bothered to watch the incomplete third season) but I have always missed his voice in our culture.  I’m glad he’s returning, in his own way.

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