My cousin, Tom Spath (or, as we’ve always called him, T.J.), is a funny guy, in fact, he’s one of the funniest guys I know. He recently premiered at the Hollywood Improv, where he delivered a hilarious 6 1/2 minute standup performance exploring issues such as sex, laundry, serial killers, household appliances, nutrition, gratitude and funerals (and did I mention sex?). Highly recommended.
[Update: as evidence that TJ/Tom can take it as well as dish it out (er, pun intended), The Bobs recently released a song, Tom Spath, in his "honor", invoking the metaphor of a bagel, on their new CD, Get Your Monkey Off My Dog.]