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In the meantime, MySpace’s comment displayer is right on!

Gotta get this out of the way…

Hello America, 19 hours ago I was “proud as a Peacock” on NBC’s Last Comic Standing.

In the works, a national comedy tour for those eliminated on last night’s season premiere —->We criss-cross the states, converging at a beach house for games with past LCS first episode evictions, then tie it into the DVD release of Click.

Lot’s of press today, started before dawn. 24 oz. coffee and a pound cake from Sev-Elev, hit the spot - Thanks Quptar, you’re the best!

Playboy Morning Radio along side the Ladies of Hefner, definite chemistry with at least two of the girls. I seriously do have a chance with one of them. And for that I have to thank the editors of Last Comic Standing - High Def brings out MY sex appeal.

Mom missed my network appearance, she fell asleep. Same thing happened during Premium Blend and my graduation.

Took it easy most of the weekend, in life training mode, taking inventory and tightening my purse strings - (I use a knock-off Louie Vuitton pelvis satchel).

Low energy as if late. Maybe I need a V-8? Too bad I don’t like tomato juice, not even tomatoes - but ketchup is a must, room temperature and chilled.

Love the Dog Whisperer on National Geographic, he connects with animals, like me. And just because a dog connects with me, doesn’t mean he wants to be my friend. Unfortunately that comes with the territory.

And this concludes today’s canine and condiment report.

p.s. - The sun drained me today, on top of low blood sugar and zero carbs.

Throwing against Saberhagen’s Yankees on Sunday, I’ve circled the date.

On the horizon: a nap and pasta

Can’t take it anymore, I’ve got kids in Germany I need to connect with!

This is what took down Friendster, very slow play.

BS.com is like a cockroach, here before free online communities and surviving long after the fall of Google.

The fall of Google?

This is what happens when you type on an empty stomach. You end up taking shots at success stories, like eBay, Amazon and Tina Kim.

How dare she rebuff my overtures? - I’m a nice person.

Laughing (w/Don Barris)

I love music, just got the new Various Artists (hear it at listening station #4, Virgin MegaStore).

Last night at the Improv was fun, always a pleasure to banter with working professionals. The show was free and nobody got paid—->”hey Brody, what’s so professional about that?”

Mark your Post-it notes! - I’ll be back at The Hollywood Improv for the late show this Thursday, aka Tomorrow with heavy hitters like Marc Maron, Jen Kirkman and Eddie Ifft—->friends from my New York past.

Stump Stevens on Playboy Morning Radio with Cort and Kevin was a smashing success. It’s everything you think it is and much more, thanks Hef!

That should cover it.

me, “The Bushman” and Don Barris—->@ The Comedy Store

For gifts, Don made a touching mix tape and Bushman gave me a hunting spear with a dead pheasant on the end of it.

Earlier in the evening I swung by the Ramada Inn on Vermont. Left my mark there, it was disguised as laughter and stage presence.

What else… Oh, a different kinda show tonight at The Improv on Melrose. Jay Larson, myself, Bryan Callen, Morgan Murphy and many more will bounce ideas and jokes off each other, while ALL seated on stage at the same time!

Expect the Unexpected! (not always good for a comedy venue) But tonight is the exception. What I’m trying to say is, accept the excepted?

…And it’s FREE, starts at 10pm at The Hollywood, CA Improv.

Pitched over the weekend in Glendale with Canseco and crew. Jose started, went three with his knuckler. I took over from there, providing stop-gap middle relief in my second rehab appearance.

Held my own, well that’s what the kid on the skateboard said to his parents when he saw me under the bleachers. He shouldn’t have been there, that’s my sanctuary!

Kidding, kidding, and partially kidding.

Looks like this story is getting huge.

So it did pan out, right?

Please don’t question my connections.

*Tonight I’m doing the Midnight Show w/Ron Lynch, Craig Anton, and Brendan Small—->Steve Allen Theater in Hollywood

*Then a 12:45am spot at The Comedy Store on Sunset across from the House of Blues—–>I better ski-daddle over there from Steve Allen, don’t wanna upset Pauly

*Also the Ramada Inn on Vermont for Acid Reflux with Josh Fadem, Sunday beginning around 9 in the pm

Have a Great Sports Weekend!!—–>Me? I’m doing dishes and mopping the shower

*automated screen capture

And it took place at Plumm, not Plum. My sources will be reprimanded because they embarrassed me.

I value information, bs.com news is processed through a fine tooth comb, then presented to you, my daily readers. Damn, how did this cardinal sin of identity seep through the cracks?

Please keep this item away from Gawker.

(but seriously, I did break the scoop!)

This is right up there with the time I welcomed Dave Chappelle back from Africa.

Spring Training 2006 Flashback…

*press junket

You heard it here first.

Guns and Roses just played a special late night birthday gig for Rosario Dawson at Plum, formerly Nell’s on 14th in Manhattan. Axl and his crew took the stage at 1am, they played until 3:30 in the morning.

Prior to the show, Axl and Tommy mixed it up by the bar. Over what, who knows?

Probably a denim jacket or something.

Let’s see if any of this pans out…

-Brody “the insiders’ outsider” Stevens