
The first time I met Ryan Dunn he was living in a housing situation unfit for even a hobbit. Well, I wouldn’t even go so far as to say he was living in the house; he occupied a small 8 x 10 patch of earthen concrete in the basement/cellar. Have you ever seen Evil Dead before? Well, that pencil-stabbing bitch was living in a palatial estate compared to the carved out hole Dunn was sleeping in. Anyway, he’s come a long way since then. He now owns a BMW repair shop, where it would appear most everything currently being worked on in the shop is something he’s broken. This reminds me of the Ouroboros—that wacky circular symbol of yore with the serpent eating its own tail—and it certainly would appear that Dunn could not have found a more suitable autopoietic profession. But enough about philosophy and the tools and stools it creates. Check out Dunn’s awesome crap and see what he’s been up to the last couple years while living under the radar. (more…)
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Before viewing, if you so dare (or care), I’d like to make a few things clear. First of all, and perhaps most importantly, Rick Kosick would not let me have a drink before we filmed this. True, I probably should have tossed one back prior to his showing up on my doorstep, but I honestly didn’t think he’d cockblock me from the idea of loosening up a bit (and not only did he cockblock me but he called me a pussy, too!). So admittedly that was my fault. (more…)