Nathan Timmel
The Blog
An Ogre By Any Other Name
I’m heading to Minot, North Dakota, this weekend, which had me recalling a moment from years and years ago. I was in Bismarck on a Tuesday night, because someone thought Tuesday Night comedy would be a good idea.
Unite Your Dumb
“I don’t know what Fifth Harmony is, but I’m sure I’d need a fifth of Jack to sit through a performance. #5HOnGMA”
Interpretation
I’m a comedian, which means I use words for a living. I also have a degree in English Literature, which means I know how to choose those words carefully, and for maximum effect. Unfortunately, that doesn’t mean people always listen to what I’m saying. Sometimes they hear what they want to hear, which is enough for them.
It’s OK to Talk to Animals (and Other Letters from Dad)
First steps, first word, first time pooping in the bathtub… as a stand-up comedian, Nathan Timmel missed numerous milestones during the first year of his daughter’s life. Traveling from town to town, he spent his night slinging jokes while his daughter Hillary discovered the world around her.
An Anonymous Tale
Do you have a toddler? Chances are, you have a poop story to tell the world. I swear this one isn’t mine. Really. I feel sorry for the janitor, though.
Coming In October
My newest book, “It’s OK to Talk to Animals (and Other Letters from Dad” — a reflection on parenting when you find yourself away from home more often than not.
Sunshine Saved My Life
My wife likes to joke that I have no soul, because I don’t cry. She, for the record, weeps at the drop of a hat: during movies, a commercial, while reading… She even cried at the birth of both our children, and seriously, who does that?
The Character Study of Cinema
I remember sitting in a theater, watching Dances With Wolves. Behind me was an obnoxiously stupid woman who chitchatted throughout the film, and became especially noisy during one scene…
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