Set Your Digital Video Recorder.

Mel Brooks has a standup special on HBO tonight.

Mel – you’re 88 years old. What have you done with your life?

Memory.

Last week, when I wrote about the off-campus apartments near my college being leveled, I mentioned I had a picture of my girlfriend at the time sitting with me on the front steps. I found it last night. Check out a young Matt Shevin with his whole life ahead of him.

By the way, if you love someone, set them free. And then follow their life without you on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram for eternity.

Katy Perry Ain’t Got Nothin’ On Them.

The tinier the dog, the crazier the lady.

Puppies are the exception, naturally, and there was a super adorbz goings-on yesterday, as I got to be a part of a promotional visit by two puppies for Sunday’s Puppy Bowl.

Uber delivered Mork and Mindy, who are brother and sister, and at three months, still feeling their way around. Mindy ran right into that glass wall, not knowing it was there.

The Puppy Bowl airs during halftime, and features several Pits. Bet the over.

Not Necessarily For Hire.

Putting tons of bumper stickers on the back of your car is great for telling people what sucks about you.

I hope My friend Ariel doesn’t defile his brand-new pride and joy: a 2015 Chevy Tahoe. Really nice.

However, when I went over to see it on Saturday, I realized the only problem is that it’s 2015 – and every jumbo, black SUV is presumed to be an Uber vehicle.

Sorry, bro. Next time just buy a bright yellow Prius.

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I’m always a little disappointed when I walk away from my car and it doesn’t explode after I press the lock button.

Damn you, Hollywood. But on the bright side, here in LA, I just locked picture on my latest comedy short. All that’s left is the opening and closing titles, and then I send it off to my friend John Hunter, elite composer, to score the film.

Then I quickly have a kid, so I have someone to refer to as my hero in acceptance speeches.

Aversion Therapy, 125% Goodness And Pot Committed.

Someone either purged or spilled this in a parking garage stairwell. A great test as to whether chicken parm is still my favorite food.

I used one of my new headshots for the very first time in a casting working. The casting director intimated she liked it.

I like to play forecast poker. Yesterday, my friend Emma, who lives in Connecticut, opened with this.

I countered. Straight flush.

Hell Yeah There’s Culture In LA.

Actually, I have no idea what this is, but my friend John Kapelos and I are totally going.