I went to high school with this guy. Pretty cool: It seems his schtick is to dress up as an auto mechanic, hop onstage with twin backup singers eerily reminscent of our seventh-grade science teacher, Mr. Hubble, engage in some meretricious dancing and tawdry gestures, and do comically misognyistic, expletive-laden-but-earnestly-delivered covers of music originally sung by girls.
Here is his New York Times review.
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yawn
this is the most boring blog i have ever read
in fact i only come back to laugh at your sad life
Owen, you're like the boy on the playground who only throws rocks at the girls he thinks are cute.
You love me Owen. You love my life. That's why you come back again and again and again to tell me how much you dislike me instead of just not visiting the blog any more.
Of course you won't admit this... maybe even to yourself, but nobody else who reads the things you write would disagree with the fact that you love me.
You couldn't stop visiting this blog even if you wanted to, Owen. I'm guessing you're not gay or anything... but your fatuation with me (and how it somehow repulses you) really does convey some underlying sexual tenor. Based on your history of comments, I'm guessing you are probably a crossdresser or engage in anonymous gay or transgender sex: Your putative disdain for what you always pay closest attention to is typical of people who have closet sexual issues.
So anyway, whatever your life is like, for some reason, you don't think it is as good as mine. You come here and pretend to be diffident and dismissive of that which you secretly desire. That's fine. I'm used to people coming to my blog for no other reason than to tell me how not jealous they are of my life.
Well, whatever is up with your purported "anti-fatuation" with my life is obviously known to nobody but yourself... but whatever makes you happy. Keep coming back... but just remember that me and my readers really know what you are saying about your life and mine, and how you profess your love for me in your own, quirky, special way.
TMF,
According to some of the articles I read about him, his show is one of the most popular acts in Hollywood right now. His audience is always filled with big celebrities. Apparently Speilberg and Travolta are two big fans.
To the best of my knowledge, he is the only person of any fame to have come from my home town.
He wasn't a great friend of mine or anything, but we were friendly. (It was a small school.) He was (is) by far one of the friendliest and amusing fellows in my school. It's hardly a surprise that he went on to fame and fortune.
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