Ok, so i realize i have been missing in action a little bit here lately, but cut me some slack, this weekend was absolutely beautiful (that's right, i'm comfortable enough in my sexuality to say beautiful, did i mention i also like breaking things…like faces if you try and make fun? Who's masculine now?) So yeah, i went to a Mets vs. Braves game, got absolutely fried in the sun at Central Park, and NYPD graced me with yet another ticket for my car being past due for inspection (nothing screams sex appeal like a charcoaled body that's burried in parking tickets…not that i need sex appeal, i mean i AM a professional mascot. that my friends is HOT…or pathetic, depends on who you ask).

So when i'm not baking in the sun (i mean seriously frying like a fresh chicken breast on a skillet covered in seasoned salt and garlic spices…mmmm good), I am busy being creative. Super creative. In fact, so creative that i have something i want to share with all of you (all twelve of you…not that twelve is a bad following, i mean Jesus had twelve disciples. Not that i am Jesus, but i do have a website. Jesus didn't have a website. Jesus had miracles). 

Recently, my friend Cory, put together some web commercials for his friend (now my friend) Kristin's t-shirt company Star76. After running around with him all weekend and being somewhat of a lackey (cause let's admit, lackey's are cool), I was able to see some great results. Nice work Cory, and all who were involved. Nice work. The t-shirt company Star76 is a really cool company that you should totally check out. They're launching the t-shirts at a party this Friday, and who doesn't like  launch parties? I know i do. You need to come.  If you don't like  launch parties, maybe you'll like the shirts. If you don't like the shirts, maybe you'll like the commercials that were put together for the shirts. And if you don't like the commercials put together, you don't like me, and i'm not your friend.

Here is the commercial i was in for the shoot. If you like it, send it to your buds (not that anyone has "buds" anymore, but more like acquaintances and friends). Also, The Leadership Camp shot another video, and posted it on the site. It's called Falcon. Check it out.

That's all, a few videos,  a ticket, and a sunburn. Life doesn't get much better. Unless you're on a beach, getting paid to hang out with your friends all day. Then life would be better. Just you and your friends, your pals…your buds. Best bud friends for life. BBF.

Ok, so this past month was kinda slow in terms of any shows i was doing or anything of that nature. But what you couldn't see was the countless hours spent being creative. That's right. The past few months a few friends and me have been working on some sketch ideas, websites, and videos. We are now ready to share some of these ideas with you folks (all six of you).

I am part of this sketch group called The Leadership Camp. The group consist of Cory Cavin, Dugan Bridges, Matthew Perkins and myself. We will slowly but surely be getting videos and what not posted up on our website www.theleadershipcamp.com. So check it out.

Right now, we have a few sketches posted (literally a few…two). But fear not, this is only the beginning. We will have many more to come.

In the mean time, i have to get ready for the Stanley Cup playoffs and bring my A game. That's right, while you sit and bask in corporate America and stare at your white plaster walls, i'm going to let the creative juices flow as i pump up the crowd, dance and throw t-shirts to 20,000 fans at The Continental Airlines Arena. So take that! Oh, what? You mean the Devils ARE corporate, and i have to sit in the office from 9-5 as a Game entertainment Assistant? Oh. My bad. Well, the creative juices WILL flow, even if that means in my elevator…with everyone else's creative juices. And i think i just threw up in my mouth. Sick. Inappropiate. Go Devils.

  I'll tell you what, there are some pranksters in my neighborhood that's for sure. I mean a hot steaming pile of human defecation directly next to my car in the morning is hilarious! Nothing is funnier than side stepping a pile of human waste as you get ready for your Monday morning. Comedy gold. My only question is: Who is the rascal behind this April Fool's merriment? Oh wait. What? You mean yesterday was April Fool's Day? Of course, why wouldn't you leave a mammoth pile of your own fresh feces resting next to someone's automobile? Seems pretty routine to me. You see a car. You dump. You leave. Simple. A one, two, three combo. Boom, Boom, Bam. Done. Doesn't defy my logic. No sir. You know what does? A Devil and Rabbi.

That's right. A Devil and a Rabbi. What? You see the correlation? Well, did i mention I was that Devil? N.J. Devil to be exact. You see as the New Jersey Devil, i go to many community functions. Haunted woods, library tours, and house parties to name a few. Although you may think a few of these outings would be awkward if a 6-foot furry mascot was in attendance (I'm 6 ft in the suit. I look out of the mouth…shhh, that's our secret), I'm here to tell you you're wrong. Who else can bring a book to life, or horrify a child more than an object that can't speak but maintains a permanent grin? Ok, maybe a little awkward, but still. Anyway, i was recently at a house party, and had my picture taken with a Rabbi. What the picture doesn't show you is how i knocked his yamika off as they were getting ready to click. Sure it was by accident, but to those watching it looked like i maliciously knocked off the Rabbi's hat and yamika. After the Rabbi retrieved his wits (and yamika) we took the picture. Awkward.

That makes the second religious leader i have met as the Devil. The first was a priest in a bar. I know, i know, "A priest and a Devil walk into a bar…". Well, that's where we met. I attended a birthday party with a friend of mine (out of suit mind you), and there was a priest present. So in my best southern accent (which is natural), I walked up to the priest and said, "Hey, i'm the Devil." There was an uncomfortable silence, a half grin, and an exit. Yup. He left. Oh well, what can ya do? I'll tell you. Go relieve yourself along side someone's means of transportation. Because let's be honest, you're not knocking off Rabbi's yamikas or scarin' away preist, you're simply doin' your buisness. Shalom.