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A few of the short films I’ve had the pleasure of appearing in.
Someone made an homage to “The Dark Knight” and they asked me to be the Commissioner Gordon character because I had a mustache. 2009
The real Santa Claus. A movie as inane and ludicrous as the song that inspired it. 2010
Just for fun we made us some waffles. 2011
Murder! A hit and run driver tries to dispose of a troublesome body. 2009
I play a cat pervert. 2011
A silly, little short we all helped write involving a bored poet and a wayward time traveler. 2008
Pantomime getting beat up outside can get the cops called on you. 2011
A scene that my friend re-shot from Tim Burton’s “Ed Wood.” 2008
One of my first experiences on camera. My roommate asked me to play his weird roommate and I figured I already play that role well in real life so… 2007
I have a very brief cameo as a ping pong player.

Ranpopo the Peccary Wizard: the fantastical man who controls all of the world’s peccaries with but the wave of his sword. The ocelots will be no match for him.
In regards to my limited knowledge of poetry
I am led to believe all poems are about dolphins
And dolphins quite undoubtedly and predictably,
almost absolutely certainly
are obviously
and pretentiously, quite specifically
going to result in total boredom and even, perhaps, monotony.
From this it follows that dolphins are monstrously overrated.
Itβs really not that complicated.
A more appalling thing could not make me more aggravated
Than the principle of which Iβve previously stated.
Itβs a stimuli Iβd rather not have unfurled.
Solemnly I maintain my agitation.
Iβm surprised more people arenβt suffering more acerbation
From the grim realization, a most remarkable revelation,
Perhaps even astute observation
Of this silly stipulation
And all other connotation
Since the dawning of creation
Regarding this radical insinuation,
Without further elaboration,
At risk of exacerbation,
That no oneβs made the variation to escape into broader imagination
Out of this conceptβs relation…
To the real world.
In the words of my ancestors,
As they most likely said it,
βI hate dolphins,β there, you read it.
And now to the first person who led it
Onto the pages to permanently embed it
Into my mind and yours, good readers,
The idea of the dolphin, those lousy cheaters
Iβd much rather be contemplating glue and eggbeaters.
Who they have dolphins as our world leaders
When good olβ βDubyaβ is more alert than the average of Wal-Mart greeters?
Iβm sorry, itβs just that dolphins really try my meters.
To capitalize on prior arguments,
Well, you heard it all ladies, gents.
You be the judge of all these infuriating comments.
Are dolphins worthy of any overlarge monuments?
And I think the dolphins owe us a few compliments.
If you are truly American residents
You cannot deny this creatureβs resonance
Thatβs become such a huge and unstoppable pain in pants.
βStop the dolphin β youβd proclaim without ignorance,
βThis animal must be stopped β
Well, I hope Iβve made my point, if not Iβll try again.
And if this doesnβt work, I swear itβs to the corner to count to ten.
Dolphins have, in the past, made me irritated.
For a while I thought it was gone, but it regenerated.
And if not now, in the near future Iβd like them to be completely abated
From poems, and in fact, anything else even a little related
And then you fine people may truly be liberated,
This foe finally terminated, you may finally be compensated
For the years lost to this menace thatβs been thoroughly underestimated,
For behold; this dilemma is not today outdated…
The dolphin is monstrously overrated.