Quick update…

First things first: My Irvine, CA Improv date has been moved to THIS weekend, March 15, 16 and 17. I know that’s not a lot of notice, but I hope it doesn’t fuck anyone’s plans up. I’m also going to be at the House Of Blues in the Mandalay Bay casino in Vegas, march 23rd. Any weekend dates that you don’t see me listed anywhere in the “Where’s Joe?” section, it’s more than likely that I’m in L.A. working at the Comedy Store. You can call them there and check, the number is 323-656-6225.

I’m all over the fucking place lately, and between Fear Factor press, road dates and this book I’m writing, this site is suffering. I’ve got a lot of stories and photos that I’m working on for it, but right now I really don’t have very much time to spare.

When I sit down and write a piece for the site, it often takes as much as 5 or 6 hours, depending on how it’s flowing out of my brain. I could very easily just sit here and post shit like this every day, but I kinda decided a long time ago that I would keep the meaningless “this is what I did today” type posts to a minimum. I appreciate that your attention is a valuable thing, and with all the other shit on the internet, I figure if you’re going to come here, I should make it worth your while.

The Sacred Cow Goon Squad came to Houston, March 1st and 2nd, and we recorded some really great shit. Some of the best stand up I’ve ever done, without a doubt. All my new shit on religion, Mike Tyson, Jihad, Jet Packs, weed, and of course, pussy. We’re definitely going to put out another album with all this stuff, and maybe a video as well.

I’ll keep you posted on it all…

I regret to inform any regular readers something that I’m sure you’ve already suspected:

I will never get around to posting part 2 of my Vegas trip. Some of the people involved in some of the things that went on said in no uncertain terms that they don’t want me sharing the stories with the whole world. I will honor their wishes, and in the future I will certainly either get my subjects to sign some waiver or something, or just conveniently forget to tell them that I have a website where I’m gonna goof on them. Oh well.

I apologize for the tease.

I’m off to Cancun in the AM to film an MTV spring break version of Fear Factor. It should be airing in a week or two, and it should be completely retarded in all the right ways.

Last but not certainly not least, my apologies to Extreme Elvis He came to see me last weekend at Cobbs Comedy Club in San Francisco, but due to a miscommunication with the owner, he didn’t get in. If you’re a fan of ridiculous, fucked up shit, I’m sure you would enjoy checking out His Site, and if you have the chance to see him live I would suggest some sort of a urine resistant garment if you plan on sitting up front.


I have to go now, I heard some crazy shit about my man Doug Stanhope getting married, and I have call him and see if he’s lost his fucking mind.