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Heeeey I had a chance to chat with my college a few weeks back about how my time at Azusa Pacific University led to what I'm doing these days. It's a fun read. Click the link to read the full piece! It's pretty good!

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Today weâd like to introduce you to Adam Cozens Hi Adam, please kick things off for us with an introduction to yourself and your story.Iâm a
This is fun. A few weeks back, the editors at Voyage LA reached out, interested in writing a profile for their magazine. I said "oh, sure" and it came out quite nicely. Click the link below to learn a little early days, getting started in comedy, and how things are shaking out in my silly little life.
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Hey guys! COVID-19 is in full-swing and everyone is trapped inside, isolated looking for ways to stay busy during this freaky time of quarantine. To help make this difficult time hopefully even more boring, here is a collection of some fun, quasi-educational pieces I have written these last 8 months for fine folks at 101 Media. I hope they make your day even a little less dark.Â
From The battlefield to the boulevard: A brief history of the white picket fence
People have been getting stoned for 2,500 years, according to new discovery
John Dillingerâs body to be exhumed after 85 years
Born from the ashes: Seattle, a city atop itself
Spider silk: Has scienceâs stickiest mystery been unraveled?
Skol! 1,100-year-old Viking beer hall unearthed in Scotland
Noahâs Ark has been found? Well, maybe
Can ugly moments from history be funny?
âScooby Dooâ and the assassination of Robert Kennedy
Nazi cows: Their birth, death, and resurgence
Starbucks: The rise of the worldâs most powerful coffee brand
Clearing The Air: A Smoked-Filed History of Pot Propoganda
Born from the ashes: Seattle, a city built atop itself
Heeeey. I wrote a new piece (that is cool kid slang for âarticleâ) on the city that loined me: Seattle! And itâs kinda boring yet also possibly interesting. Enjoy?
SEATTLE! Good news! Iâm now embodying all of your favorite local mega-talents and coming to THE COMEDY UNDERGROUND on Sunday, October 6th! 8pm show and tickets are STOOOPID cheap at $10. Yâknow what, letâs just make âem 2 for $20? How bow dah? Going to be glorious. Come on out!

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Hey team! I recently started writing humorous articles for History101 and Science101. Here is one of my first pieces - an in-depth look into the dark and seedy world of ancient mountain-top marijuana smoking! Sounds good, eh? Itâs history! Enjoy, ya dorks!
TIPS TO STAND OUT IN AN EVER-CHANGING AND CONSTANTLY EVOLVING MULTI MEDIA LANDSCAPE
Number 1: I donât know.
No one really does. No one knows the next hot tip on how to get ahead until itâs lifecycle has already begun and most likely, already beginning to peter out. I was working for a fledging, rutter-less start up in 2017, the one day the CEO called the creative and social teams into a room and said âI think we need to explore Instagram.âÂ
In 2017.Â
Not only had he allowed an entire generation of social to pass him by, he communicated louder than his words could ever express how tremendously out of touch and slow to growth he was. But that was the âhot tipâ he picked up from some podcast or industry journal. Internally, weâd been pressing to expand beyond the tried-and-true Facebook model for well over a year at that point, but ROI is sometimes slow with new ventures and the company would always pull out as soon as it began. Guess what the company is doing today: just using Facebook. And they are still having the issues they had back then.Â
The truth is the landscape is constantly changing and that freakinâ sucks! Some people like to pretend that itâs exciting and a good thing but in truth it causes people to only dip a toe into certain platforms for fear of over-committing and having their investment of time and money left for dead.Â
Look at Google+, who just contacted all users letting them know to pull their content by March 31st or else its bye-bye. If you would think anyone would have the user-data and knowhow to predict what people want in a social platform, it would be Google. But + died nearly as soon as it began and no one is scrambling to download their content in the next 11 days because no one has any content up there in the first place.Â
Yesterday MySpace announced that they accidentally *wink wink* deleted millions of audio files uploaded to the service between 2005 and 2013. 10 years ago, this would have been the biggest story in the world. But instead it was a morning punchline that no one was talking about by the afternoon news cycle. MySpace hasnât been relevant in years the idea of people panicking about lost music is laughable.Â
The modern big guys are Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and YouTube. A few years ago SnapChat (now just Snap) would have been in the mix, but Instagram swiped them right out of relevancy. YouTube slowly crept back into respectability after nearly a decade of just being one of those bookmarked sites you look at for a quick giggle. Now its a major breadwinner and a destination for original content instead of its old role as merely an agguorator. Facebook, as old and lame as it is isnât going anyway and anyone who says it isnât cool anymore still uses it on a daily basis. Twitter sucks and is causing the decay of modern society but hundred of people use it daily, despite the aforementioned...well, end of modern society that it is leaving in its wake.Â
Which brings us back to Instagram. Originally thought of as a cool place to post pictures of your food, IG (owned by Facebook and really, the major vehicle keeping Blue F respectable) is dominating social media right now and they donât even have monetization set up yet. Once they decide that users can click-on mid-roll advertising and earn money without adding a #Ad to their copy bar, they will be set up for the next decade.Â
Or, as we have learned in the last few years, maybe they wonât. Nothing is predictable anymore. If you ask me where to start posting content, I can give you some great guesses, but there is a strong chance 2 or 3 of those will be obsolete in 5 years and a total waste or energy. So itâs a crapshoot and that blows but if we have learned anything from the last decade and a half of nĂź media:
Nothing really matters.Â
Baby...Itâs ACTUALLY COLD Outside!!!
The shudders of winter have swung wide open in Southern California. Which most years means closed-toed shoes, a t-shirt over your tank-top and yes, longer shorts than usual. But this year, steeped in the depths of Climate Change and backed by a chyron-thirsty buzz name âPolar Vortex,â the winter in Los Angeles...kind of actually feels like winter! Whoâd have thunk?
Last week some neighborhoods in and around Los Angeles got 3, maybe 4 flakes of snow. There havenât been that many snowflakes in Santa Monica since the last Bernie Sanders rally. Los Angeles has long been a hotbed of hot, so when the cold temps roll into town, we are often left scratching our frostbitten heads. How will we go possibly go on? Here is a guide to my fellow Southlanders on how to Beat The Anti-Heat:
Shut Your Windows. I know, this sounds like sacrilege but hear me out. The window is where the cold air comes IN! Plus, most of us have central A/C at this point so if you are still clamoring for that cool evening nip, you can set the thermostat to 68 and curl up under your warm top sheet. But until that time comes, shut the windows and basque in the warmth of a neutral-temperatures living space.
Ditch The Iced Coffee. Something I have learned in my years of traveling this country is ice rarely keeps your hands warm! I love my trente (which is Spanish for...I dunno, 80?) ounce cup of iced coffee with 4 pumps of Vanilla (no original sweetener, please) and a splash of half-and-half as much as the rest of you, but walking down Colorado Blvd clutching one of those bad boys is going to leave your fingies feeling frosty! And it's very hard to hold onto a condensating plastic cup wearing a pair of mittens. So for the next few weeks, stick to hot cups, preferably ones with handles and those weird cardboard sleeves. It might not be your cup of tea (or coffee) but itâll get you from A to B without blue fingers. Unless youâre into that sort of thing.
Consider A Hat. DID YOU KNOW: heat escapes from the head! This is a fact most of us do not need to think about on a daily basis but according to nerds, itâs true. When your body needs to release heat, it doesnât escape through your freshly-shorn legs, it climbs out your head. So to trap the heat in, say goodbye to your fresh blowout and where a hat! Unless it says âMake America Great Again.â Then you can feel free to stay cold.
Maybe...Donât Go Outside? This probably sounds like a no-brainer for those in more inclement climates (pretty sure those words are not supposed to go back to back) but its hard to keep us in doors out here! I just came back from a long walk myself, shivering the whole time. So, for the next few weeks, perhaps the solution is to stay inside and just vegetate. We will make up the missed jogs to land our summer beach bods in no time. But for now, curl up on your sectional couch and fade away into fat happiness.
So those are your tips on how to compete with the frigidness of blustery Southern California! We may not be the arctic-esque depths of Minnesota, but we are doing what we can to survive. Keep us in your thoughts and prayers!
Just Keeping Promises
Well, my goal to write one blog a week has definitely not worked out. I have been keeping other goals, but this one alludes me. I have been writing everyday in the form of 10-30 monologue-style jokes, but the âblogâ post just doesnât reach out and grab me nearly as well. Iâd like to write long-form more often, but the inspiration hasnât been there.Â
Life hasnât been too easy for me these last couple of weeks. A few life-changing disappointments have drastically affected my general worldview. I have been low. I have been sad. I have been isolating and overall âbummed.â I am thankful to have felt many of these feelings in the past and have the knowledge base to recognize that they donât stick around for years and years. But when they are here, they are quite difficult to overcome. Anyway, here are some of those jokes I referenced earlier!
A woman has been reunited with a message in a bottle that she tossed into the sea years ago. The woman initially forgot what the message said but was disheartened to find âBuy Google Stock!â
A European court has ordered Italy to pay $20,800 in damages to Amanda Knox. âThank goodness,â said Knox. âNow we are finally even.â
Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz has announced heâs running for president. He is excited to finally get his chance of moving The White House to Oklahoma City.
A student in France called in a bomb threat to his parents flight so they wouldnât visit him. He must have REALLY needed to do his laundry.
Trump Commerce Secretary Wilbur Ross says that federal workers should take out loans during the shutdown. Although admittedly, it was hard to make out what he was saying with all of that Metamucil in his mouth.
Costco Now Sells A 27-Pound Tub Of Macaroni And Cheese That Lasts 20 Years. Trump is very excited to serve it to whoever wins the Super Bowl.
Last night at a town hall, a heckler called Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz an âegotistical billionaire asshole.â They left out, delusional.
This week Chicago is going to be colder than parts of Antarctica. The weather is so cold, meteorologists have officially broken out the âWitches Titâ unit of measurement.
The FBI has arrested longtime Trump confident Roger Stone. Â This news is really going to paint men with Nixon tattoos in a bad light.
See? Some of those are fun. Some -- arenât. What is really important is that I did them. I feel nice writing this post today. Itâs Monday. Maybe that is my new routine. Monday blogging. Start my week on a high note. Treat it like a column with a deadline. Who cares about the work they actually pay me for!
A few more rambling musings and then Iâll be off -Â
I donât have anything on my desk at work. Like, anything. My desk is so empty, that when when new people get hired and my boss tells them âjust grab any emty desk,â at least twice they have chosen mine. They donât even know that anyone works there. They just sit down. I show up and have to say âExcuse me, youâre at my deskâ and just pray they donât ask me to prove it. Because I have no proof. Some people around me have tons of personal effects and momentos and toys and posters and bobble-heads and mugs with pictures of their families. Not me. I treat my job like Robert DeNiro in the movie HEAT. Iâm always ready to take off in 30 seconds if I hear HR coming around the corner. No questions, no relationships. Just - gone!
And I have no regrets about it. Have you ever seen one of those people get laid off? Itâs humiliating. Just boxes and boxes of schlock, ciotches and/or priceless family heirlooms. This one guy had an entire kitchenette. Had to take multiple trips down to the car and back, hauling his deskâs contents. Do you know how embarrassing that is? To walk BACK into the room you had just been fired from, where everyone was talking about you. As your weeping? And for what? To grab your Captain Lou Albano action figure?
OK thatâs a fine place to end. See you next week!
Not a lot on my mind
When I set out to write blog posts once a week this year, I figured there would be those weeks when nothing really exciting or âworth writingâ would come to mind.Â
I just didnât expect it to happen this quickly.Â
I mean, last week I was writing about the increase in hot water in my condo. And now Iâm tapping my fingers on the desktop looking for inspiration.Â
I did a show last night in Orange County, CA. Well, it was an open mic. But it was a BOOKED open mic. You couldnât just walk in and get on stage. Either way, I didnât realize that is what it was, hence me driving an hour to do 6 minutes (it was a 4-5 minute mic, but oh yea...I ran long). You hear these stories about hungry young comics driving 3 hours from po-dunksville to The Big City to do open mics and I used to be like them, except I always lived around where the action was. I would drive ridiculously far from practically no money, however.Â
Back when I was green as can be, I got booked for my first âFeatureâ spot at a REAL comedy club. It was The Funny Farm in Gloversville, NY. Gloversville is nestled right against the butthole of Adiorondack Park and I was thirsty for stage time. I think they were offering me 20 minutes and $75 cash for the set. I had to get there. Except: it was over 4 hours driving from NYC and I did not have a car.Â
Thankfully, my friend and the first man to ever pay me money to open for him Andy Pitz DID have a car. And he didnât need it that weekend. Well, he didnât need it on the night I did (Saturday). Andy was headlining Wise Crackers comedy club in Allentown, PA that weekend and said if I rode to the show with him, I could borrow it for the night, just so long as I could get back to Allentown by Sunday morning. SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN!
So on Sunday night, Andy and I drive 3 hours to Allentown, PA. We show up to find out that the club had been broken into the weekend prior and the speakers and amp were gone and they just realized it as we showed up and they didnât know if they would have any shows this weekend. We had driven too far to hear that so we hit up the yellow pages and found a local DJ who didnât have any gigs booked for the weekend. We drove to his house and Andy lend the DJ his electric guitar as collateral in exchange for renting his speakers. We then take them back to the club (which was a hotel banquet hall) and do our first show of the weekend.Â
The next day, Andy and I get up eat a couple of Wendyâs salads and go bowling before it was time for me to hit the road. I hop in Andyâs car and drive what should have been 5 hours (but really ended up being closer to 7) to Gloversville, getting lost a handful of times and after getting nervous from watching his GPSâs estimated time of arrival ticker climb closer and closer to showtime, sped my brains out and got knocked with a $350 speeding ticket. That didnât gain me any time.Â
I make it to the show and I surpassingly have time to sit and eat a comped meal before it was time to go on. The show was nothing amazing but I remember doing well. I didnât have a lot of time to soak it up because I was already exhausted and I still had 5 hours of driving ahead of me. I ended up leaving before the headliner (an impressionist named Cal Verduchi) finished up his set. I made the 5 hours drive back to Allentown issue free, returned the car to Andy and he and I woke up the next morning and drove the 3 hours home. It was on the day he learned his friend Greg Giraldo had died. Today, another comedian Kevin Barnett died. I didnât know Kevin very well, but whenever a comedian dies, you feel it. It affects us all. Kevin was a great writer and a very funny comic. He will be missed.Â
Overall, I made $75, but filled up Andyâs car 2 or 3 times and got a $350 speeding ticket. So in total, I lost $375 on that gig. But at least I got to 20 minutes to the fine folks of Gloversville.Â
Long story short, I have earned the right to complain about long drives.Â

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You Donât Know What Youâve Got Til Itâs Gone (Lukewarm Water)
Last week our hot water heater broke. Is HOT water HEATER redundant? Iâve been saying it for years, but it does seem to be repeating the same thing twice. Which, is also a redundant sentence. Repeating the same thing TWICE? What is with me today?
We have been in our condo (I sometimes refer to it as a townhouse, but NEVER an âapartmentâ) for 2 and a half years now and have been blessed by very moderate temperature water that ranged from ice-cold all the way to nearly warm. When we needed very hot water, we made peace with the fact that none would be coming anytime soon and to make due with what we were provided with. When washing hands, we could Liz Warren the handle (aka pull it ALL the way to the left) with no scalding hands our melting skin flaps. But not anymore.Â
This new water heater is beyond anything I have ever encountered. Have you ever boiled a pot of water for tea and then poured it directly into your eyeholes? That is about what the feels like when even a tiny drop ricochets off a spoon and onto your bare naked belly. Yes, I do the dishes without a shirt on. Donât you? And donât get me started on the shower! Poor genitals.Â
Now when in the shower, a very reasonable, still warm temperature position is FAR right, over near where the former âpretty coldâ position was! Itâs remarkable! I gave my daughter a bath the other night for the first time under the new system and it felt like Tom Cruiseâs flashback scene from Rain Man. And they sent Dustin Hoffman away to a home for doing that! Admittedly, none of the fiercely hot water got anywhere near my daughter, but it could have! And boy oh boy would she have repeated the expletives I would have unleashed after that for the next few weeks.
HAPPY NEWâISH YEAR!
Well, we did it.Â
It is 2019. Never thought that it would happen, did you? I certainly didnât. I was certain that by now, we would have all broken off and fallen into the ocean. But alas, I was incorrect. And contrary to popular belief, that is not a bad thing.Â
Itâs good to be alive. There is a saying that goes âLife is for the living.â And while that expression totally stinks, there is a point to it.
We all have a chance to slink our way through life doing the bare minimum or just enough to get by. And there is a time and place for that. just this last week my wife, daughter and I were all sick at the same time. It sucked! We certainly werenât going above and beyond. It was auto-mode. And we have no regrets about doing that. But that should be the exception more than the rule.Â
At a former company I worked for, I was managed by an absurd amount of people. And it wasnât because I was the office âbad-boyâ and needed constant supervision, it was more due to a lack of any corporate structure. Needless to say, that company isnât doing well.Â
ANYWAY, the point of this is to say that two of the people overseeing my day-to-day operations had very different ideas when it came to goal setting.
Manager A (Iâll call him BIAN) liked to set goals that you could never hit. Because if you hit them mid-month...what would keep you motivated moving forward? Unattainable goals (that still, technically were IN RANGE of being hit, just unlikely) were a strong motivation factor to never rest up.
Manager B (who I shall mockingly called FOSH) liked to set goals that you could hit. He was a perfectionist (despite the fact that he sucked at pretty much everything) and felt like people needed to see victories in order to motivate them for the next task.Â
In a perfect world, I think a mix of both is valid. I like to check wins off my list, but I also like having goals to continue to aim for. In 2019, I am setting some high goals, and a few that I know with focus I could achieve everyday. The determining factor will be in my desire to achieve them.Â
Iâll let you know if I do.
Actually, I probably wonât. But that seemed like a nice closing button.Â
Here's how to throw a dinner party that saves money without sacrificing quality.
Good morning!Â
I was asked by the fun folks at former NBA MVP Kevin Durantâs financial planning start-up ACORNS to write another humorous piece on tips for saving money! So, Laura and I threw a dinner party for 6...for under $50! Yep! ALL IN!Â
Give it a read and maybe, you know, share it!Â
Thanks!
"Anyway...Hereâs Adam Cozens:â Out NOW!
Hey guys! Sorry, itâs been awhile.Â
My new one hour stand up comedy special âAnyway...Hereâs Adam Cozensâ is now available. Recorded in Provo, UT and released by Dry Bar Comedy. Itâs funny! Or at least, thats the goal.
You can buy it, or just rent it for $1. You see those last few words? Thatâs a link. Click it.Â
Here is a short clip to (hopefully) pique your interest. Enjoy! Or, use it as a place to leave nasty comments. Iâm fine with either.Â
Last week was the end of an era. I sat sitting (redundant, sure, but also true) at my desk on the West Side of L.A. eating what I guess would be considered a âfreshâ piece of lemon loaf from Coffee Bean and watching the sunrise over the Pacific Ocean. That might be a slight exaggeration. Not the lemon loaf part. I definitely ate that. Much too quickly. But the ocean. I worked close to it (in the Sawtelle neighborhood, close to Santa Monica, across from the super expensive David Barton Gym on Olympic and Bundy) and can tell when the sun reaches its zenith and...umm, un-zenith? Hey Siri, what is the opposite of âZenith?â Anyway, I can see the effects of the sun once it hits that impressive peak, but can not actually see the sun itself. And that has NOTHING to do with the idea of not looking directly into the sun. I donât subscribe to that nonsense in the least. Iâm all about sun-gazing. But maybe the reason I struggle to see the sun rise from the Pacific Ocean is because in all actually the sun does not rise in the west like my initial sentences seemed to indicate. The sun DOES set in the west, if any of my dog-eared, crudly-drawn pornography-laden high school textbooks are to be believed, but they (as in all days. Not to mean plural suns. Where do you think we are, Tattooine?) rise daily in the east. I should write that on the back on my hand as a reference guide to life. It would be better than most things I write on the back of my hand. Usually on the back of my hand are set lists for stand up comedy shows Iâm about to perform or helpful pointers on how to tell the Sklar Brothers apart (Jason wears glasses, Randy does not. To remember that, both the word Glasses and the name Jason have an S in them. Now you are good to go).
But yes it was the end of an era. I had resigned from my day-job editing videos of children kicking their dad in the testicles a few weeks back and Friday was my last day in house and the dick-kickery. My last 10 minute drive to the train station, where I rode from Pasadena 30 minutes all the way to Union Station, then transferring and walking many flights of stairs underground to get aboard the red (or purple) line and taking it for 8 minutes to 7th Street Metro Center, then hopping aboard the Expo Line for 45 minutes and getting off at the Expo/Bundy station. Last Friday morning was my last ride. Actually, I guess it was the evening after work. I needed to get home, somehow.
While the proverbial journey to get âhomeâ is something that truly lives inside each and every one of us, itâs all about how one gets there. By plane, car, jalopy or bus. Trains are as good of way to go as any. Well, not as good as Hyperloop. Do you think we are going to get the Hyperloop? Maybe if I write Hyperloop enough times, all of the people who Google for info on the Hyperloop will stumble upon this rambling pseudo-blog.Â
Iâm at home now and will stay here for the foreseeable future. Or, at least two more weeks. Then itâs back to work. Or something like it.Â

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Letâs talk about time!
Good morning friends. Or afternoon. Heck, it might be evening whenever and wherever you are reading this. Itâs all relative. Because what is time, anyway? Just an arbitrary subjection of numbers used to de-mark whenever we wake up and go to sleep and get to work. Based on some ancient equations that people WHO NEVER EVEN HAD SMARTPHONES used in conjunction with a the freakinâ sun?!? Itâs all nonsense. A cat and mouse game made up to keep us on our toes and in line. I blame the government! If you donât believe me, try to show up âlateâ to work tomorrow. Doesnât seem so fake now, does it? Seems VERY important!
People hold the idea and concepts of time to be incredibly important. But in all actuality, it really should not matter what âtimeâ you arrive anywhere or what âtimeâ you leave or how much âtimeâ you spend sitting on the toilet staring at Instagram. Are you getting your work done? Are you on top of your projects? Great. You are a winner no matter WHAT time it is. Or isnât.Â
But thatâs not the way the world works. It causes people to wake up earlier than they would like, slog it out in traffic alongside thousands of other disgruntled and uphappy people, getting increasingly anxious and nervous that they will be âlateâ and then when you get wherever it is that you are going, you just started the morning on the wrong side of the bed and you are suddenly having âone of those days.â My wife and I refer to them as âAlexanderâ days based on the childrenâs book âAlexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.â Those days when nothing seems to go right and everyone is gunning for your neck. What a nightmare.
So, have YOU ever had one of those days? When you feel like you are just a wet bag in the wind getting whipped and thrown every which way? When the world comes crashing down upon you and you have no respite from the storm? One of those days when time and space just want to open up and suck you down leaving you no chance to hold grasp of a lifeline before perilously falling into a wormhole of agony and destruction? Have you? HAVE YOU?!?
I havenât. Iâm in a good mood today. I was just curious.Â
I really liked Letterman. As a tribute to his shows, here is a personalized Late Show-esque Top Ten List.
Top Ten Reasons The Supreme Court Decided to Legalize Gambling
10. Now what A-Rod did doesnât look half as bad.
9. Just to stick it to Pete Rose one more time.
8. To hopefully make baseball interesting.
7. To distract us all from the concussions.
6. Judge Sotomayor is on a hot streak!
5. To make us forget the Warriors will be playing the Cavs in the Finals AGAIN!
4. Because Vegas keeps bogarting the goods
3. Because Americans couldnât figure out any possible other way to bet on games
2. To make the horses jealous!
1. They got tired of always having to go through Senators who âknew a guy.â
Very funny. Also, written by me! Iâm biased.