Based on a true testimony meeting, or at least a testimony meeting that really happened.
Poem: Larry, Larry, Why? (Immature)
Sometimes I try to write poems just to impress my ten-year-old boy, and sometimes I even go too low for him. This would be one of those times.
Poem: The Mormon Von Trapps
Don’t read to much into this one. I was just screwing around with pentameter during a musical number at church.
Poem: Reflections on the Man Two Rows Up
I had a lot of time on that airplane to think and I kept coming back to the predicament of the man who was two rows ahead of me.
Poem: Respectable Man & All the Missing Things
For my good friends with dementia and everyone who knows who they really are even when they aren’t quite being themselves.
Poem: Mormon Guy
If you haven’t heard this speech in church, then you haven’t been to a Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Poem: Touching the Ark
Is this small and silly thing a metaphor for something bigger and more profound? No, it is not.
Poem: Gift of the Innocent (Or: The Dog Ate My Rubik's Cube!)
Based on a true (but completely unremarkable) story.
Poem: Father & Son (Thoughts on Estrangement, Reconciliation & Blood Atonement)
I appreciate sacrifice, love, and forgiveness, but I can’t quite get behind the idea that blood sacrifice was for me.
Bits: Trinity Etc.
Why did I think of this while walking through South Dakota? I don’t know. But a week later I drew it.
Poem: Perfect Children
I think most parents feel this way or maybe it’s just me?
Bits: Pooch Parts
Some people will tell you that a longer-than-normal church meeting is not necessary…
Bits: Bird
Some of my impressions are silly. This one is not. It’s delightful because it’s just really, really good.
Bits: Skeletor Gives a Courtesy Laugh
Can I do a regular Skeletor laugh? Yes, and I do it regularly. This takes the impression to the next level.
Poem: Baby Hands
My son has big hands and and a mother who loves him, and this poem is a true story.
Travel Log: The Great Midwestern Road Trip #6
From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
Bits: Columbo Duck
After I got my very large duck impression down, I wanted to expand my range, so I added Columbo Duck.
Bits: The Big Bopper Drowning in Quicksand
I think about this every time I put on my headphones and speak into my mic. An audio-only impression.
Poem: Faith of the Self-made Man
I’ve seen lots of men who don’t want to believe in coincidence because it would mean they couldn’t take credit for their fortune, however, I don’t think they’ve thought through the theological implications.
Vignette: A Space Pleasantry
With apologies to Mr. Bowie, I present to you a space pleasantry.