I've never thought of myself as a hoity-toity cultural critic.

When we were on the bus doing the Mr. Show Hooray for America Tour there was a lot of laughter and a lot of pot smoking and a lot of speed metal listening and video game playing. Of course that was all Brian Posehn.

Maybe if you live in Brooklyn, you don't need to hear that? But please, trust me, in most of America, they do need to hear it. And they're quite thankful that somebody came out and did it. For an hour and a half in that theater, for once, they're in the majority.

You have to get the second season by acquiescing to a third season.

I'm pretty happy. I obviously have complaints about things, but for the most part, I'm on the above-average side of happy people.

I also try to think of ways to articulate the joke more economically.

And it's one more shitty thing to write about somebody, in between getting really, really, really upset at female Ghostbusters and Gamergate, and the things that really matter.