O.J. Simpson’s New Book, Teenage Fads, and Temporary Families
So I’ve been trying that strategy where you call anything you don’t like fake to make it go away but, so far, my “fake belly” and my “fake taxes in arrears” are still very fucking there.
Belly Button Piercings, Dumb Joke of the Week, and George A. Romero
Doctor Who is now going to be played by a woman. Which I support entirely and fully. But that certainly doesn’t mean I’m going to start watching the fucking thing.
Omar Khadr, Wonderland, and Generosity
I’m not so much angry about the $10 million Khadr is getting as I am sad about all those fucking giant ducks we won’t be getting as a result.
Things God Wants You to Know, Overheard On Set, and Father’s Day
My favourite line overheard on set last week: “How should I know? I’m not a meteorologist. I’m a background performer.” – Anthony Tran
The Tony Awards, Dufferin Mall, and a Don Cherry Fringe Show
Whenever I write Dufferin Mall without capitalizing it, autocorrect turns it into “suffering” mall. Autocorrect has never been more bang-the-fuck-on.
Wonder Woman, Covfefe Jokes, and My Long-Lost Twin
Nappoholics Anonymous is a weekly column featuring twelve random thoughts by actor Tony Nappo. Some are funny, some are poignant, some bother him, and some make him weep from sadness while others make him weep for joy. Here are his thoughts: unfiltered, uncensored, and only occasionally unsafe for work. 1. When we assign significance to anything Kathy Griffin does … Continued
Stunt Casting, Emotional Availability, and Top 5 Pho Restaurants
Sean Morley Dixon may be a genius and brilliant playwright but I have finally discovered his weak spot.
Construction Hours, Facebook-Sponsored Funerals, and the Cultural Appropriation Prize
Nappoholics Anonymous is a weekly column featuring twelve random thoughts by actor Tony Nappo. Some are funny, some are poignant, some bother him, and some make him weep from sadness while others make him weep for joy. Here are his thoughts: unfiltered, uncensored, and only occasionally unsafe for work. 1. There should be an exercise in theatre school called … Continued
Mother’s Day Memories, Expectations, and Canadian Idle
I keep suddenly falling asleep on dead bodies lately. I think may have necrolepsy.
Gourmet Hot Dogs, Herdoch Mysteries, and Tips for Aspiring Hacks
I’m old enough to remember when “freedom fries” was a misnomer born of protest rather than a fair and accurate description.
FaceApp, Crane Girl, and Jon Kaplan
There won’t be any replacement. There was only Jon.
A New App for Actors, Earth Day, and the Scotiabank Hockey Commercial
If I was going to be outted as anything on a TV show, against my wishes, I would definitely want it to be on Survivor.
Jesus Jokes, Identity Theft, and Mob Facts
On Sunday, Jesus rose. And then, on Monday, Richard Rose.
The Leafs in the Playoffs, Barry Manilow’s Announcement, and Tim Hortons’ Toilet Paper
As I have gotten older, the biggest feeling I get when a show closes is relief.
Bird Puns, Nappoholics Readers, and Faking a Stroke
Tony Nardi was eating lunch in a restaurant last week. The waiter came over and asked him, “Is ANYTHING all right?”
Facebook Reminders, Robins vs. Pigeons, and Tech Week
Yesterday was World Theatre Day. On a MONDAY. When most theatres are dark. How fucking poetic is that?