Dec
In honor of the 1st day of Hanukkah… free download of A Goyisha Hanukkah!
Dec
20 Questions from Nuwave Magazine
N: What is your favorite comedy song of all time?
P: “Honey” by Bobby Goldsboro
N: Who do you admire most?
P: The father, son and holy ghost
N: Do you have any tattoos, and if so what and where?
P: The last supper on my daddy parts
N: Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?
P: I just lost an arm and a leg
N: Favorite place to eat?
P: On the couch
N: What’s your favorite TV show?
P: Intervention
N: Most embarrassing moment?
P: This interview
N: If you had to pick one car, which would it be?
P: The closest one
N: Why did the chicken cross the road?
P: To answer this question
N: What was your last thought?
P: The answer to the last question
N: Favorite fruit?
P: Elton John
N: Which is worse? A bad laugh or a bad cough?
P: A bad laugh that turns in to a bad cough
N: Are you a cat or a dog person?
P: Most folks think I’m a dog
N: Do you shower every single day?
P: 3 times a day… I can get very dirty
N: Walking past a beggar, spare change or ignore?
P: Don’t you mean walking past another beggar?
N: What is your favorite food?
P: Corn
N: Do you read Harry Potter books?
P: Do you? I’m sorry that was a little defensive… yes
N: What is your favorite place?
P: No-no
N: Have you had a beer in the last week?
P: Does my probation officer read this?
N: What do you do on Fridays?
P: Make drunks laugh
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Nov
Christmas Tree… from the original Reindeer Games. Husband and wife struggle with the family Christmas tree.
Nov
Here’s Fruits des Mer, that I submitted to the International Songwriting Competition (@intlsongcomp)… Bon Appetit!
Oct
Here’s a free download of What Is That Thing? (The Aaron Neville Song), played on the Howard Stern Show.
Aug
Drink Myself To Sleep, Shit Myself Awake
Instant song inspired by this Patton Oswalt tweet.
@PattonOswalt “Drink Myself To Sleep, Shit Myself Awake” — you’re welcome, country music songwriters. Have at it.
I’ve had at it…
Drink Myself To Sleep, Shit Myself Awake
Trying to numb the pain of another bad heartbreak
How many of these mornings, can I fucking take?
My stomach’s all in knots, I have the worst headache
‘Cause I drink myself to sleep, shit myself awake
I haven’t had a solid sit down, since she broke my heart
The alcohol and late night food rips my guts apart
I was dreaming of a better time, kissing by the lake
But now I drink myself to sleep, shit myself awake
This airport hotel has seen a lot these many years
Why’d I have Taco Bell after 27 beers
I’ll apologize to the maid, ‘cause that ain’t chocolate cake
Drink myself to sleep, shit myself awake
Jul
One of my favorite moments from the @bobandtom show… Voices In My Head. http://soundcloud.com/pat-godwin/voices-in-my-head-radio
Jul
My Next Wife
I’m in the process of writing the memoir/novel, “Journey To The Center Of Attention”, and found this very short essay called, “My Next Wife” in my 2006 Bits & Pieces folder. All you need to know to make this a better read is that I met my wife in 2007, she’s 23 years younger than I am and a nurse who’s primary field of care is treating the elderly. Enjoy!
My Next Wife
My next wife is a lovely woman, 20 years my junior, who works full-time as a nurse and her primary field of care is treating the elderly and infirmed. She’ll want children someday but I’ll tell her to wait 30 years and I’ll be all the big baby in diapers she’ll ever need.
My next wife is an orphan who can afford her own maid and a full-time chef because she’s independently wealthy, due to an insurance settlement from her parents’ unfortunate accident a week after we met.
Her hobbies are listening to my music, editing my comedic essays, and quick, one-sided romantic encounters. She doesn’t mind moderate drinking, turns a blind eye to heavy drinking, doesn’t mind when I fish on weekdays, and loves the smell of cigars.
My next wife, who prefers to be called Mrs. Godwin, is a soft-spoken gal with a hearty laugh, who can quote all 39 episodes of the original Honeymooners, HATES The Honeymooners movie with Cedric The Entertainer and thinks Caddyshack is hilarious, even though I find it dated and corny… it is our only argument. When she edits these comedic essays I spoke of earlier, she allows a little poetic license for run-on sentences, sexist humor and endings that don’t… go… anywhere. The end.

