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if anyone still swings by my page to see what's happening, sorry for the lack of new content. I'm in work mode at Fallon, and not really on myspace much. I'm updating my website, morganmurphy.net bit by bit, but mostly I stick to twitter: @morgan_murphy. Follow me and you will get to read plenty of short sentences I thought were funny and/or interesting at the time I posted them. I'm trying to blog at http://anokaything.tumblr.com/. Sometimes the two overlap, but I'm definitely gonna put more photo blogs up on the tumblr site soon. I have a few shows coming up in the next couple of weeks. Nothing too flashy, but I'll post them on my profile page. I'm headed to LA right now, writing from the airplane. Next weekend I head to Boston where my dear friend and wonderful comic Jen Kirkman is getting married. I can't wait to cry like a baby at the ceremony, and then drink like a me at the reception. When I get back to NY I will await the shipment of my storage pod. It's taken almost 7 months, but I'm finally willing to accept that I don't live in LA anymore. I haven't seen my things in so long that I can't wait to see which belongings I decided to keep that I don't need. I'm pretty sure I held onto a thigh master. I'm pretty sure I've never used a thigh master. Hope everyone is good. Back to watching Obama try to explain things to worried white people.
love,
mom

just finished season 3 of the wire. haven't used my new pink boxing gloves. only 5 more shows left, hard to believe. the "nominees" came in today, which I would be remiss to give a shit about , except some pals were nominated so now I HAVE to care. Been taking more pictures of people rather than places. Maybe that's because I'm not really going anywhere, or MAYBE it's because I'm passionate about the human condition. You get to decide. The crowds have not gotten better, and I don't expect them to. I also don't care. Occasionally an audience of 5 will make my day. Two people at yesterday's show HATED me, and all I did was focus on them, talk to them, grill them about what they didn't enjoy. I never attacked them, I just asked them questions. It's was a bit self-destructive, but I've become fascinated by the few folks who don't laugh at a single thing I say, yet stay for the whole show. It all feels like an experiment being inflicted on me, as well as a lesson in patience if you'll allow me a moment of earnest confession. (speaking of which, have you ever seen "Ernest goes to Confession"...hilarious!) Still miss home, equal parts confident and confused about stand-up, and longing for a poker game (Bruce??). I think my camera is breaking. Pieces are falling off of it. Is it time to buy a fancy one? To invest in a hobby and take myself on "artists dates?" Maybe I'll become a cop. The Wire is getting under my skin. In a good way. All they do is drink and fuck and save people. I can do that. Oh...and here's more blah blah blah...








what this street would look like it your bus tipped over.





these is some sausages I cooked.




back-vertising.






carol leifer and tom stade @ the grv






getting my america on with DO'D





good morning David. it's 4pm.









jimmy.






what happens to jimmy's poster 3 weeks into the fest.












wall-vertising press-tacular



one of my favorite show titles: "Divide and Conga"





my first haggis experience. it was good. thanks, Olivia.






my 100th crepe experience…thanks, me.






Carol and Rich Hall. Went to see Rich's daytime show...a series of readings from his book "Things Snowball" and a new manuscript. I LOVED it.








bottom teeth getting crooked-er.










carol and louis





Mexican food @ DO'D, Maeve, Josie's



kurt.
























late n live benefit show...








greg fleet










matt kirshen






ed byrne.

















mason dixon













rich hall.




















oh, and bye bye.