Sam Tripoli views comedy as a calling rather a profession. Its a religion that he's been preaching to audiences at comedy clubs across the country and on television, including Comedy Centrals Premium Blend (receiving only one of two standing ovations in the history of the show) or playing a frolicsome turn as a male escort for E! Entertainments Party @ the Palms, On stage he's a force of nature, pacing the stage like a cyclone of funny as he questions authority and the conventions of our society one moment, then earnestly expresses his affinity for the bizarre the next. His comedy has no limits it's whatever hes thinking about, and thats usually what everyone else is thinking about, even though sometimes we dont like to admit to it. "I like to think of myself as the little voice in everyones head, except I have a microphone and Im funnier," Sam says. Sam is originally from upstate New York, the small town of Cortland to be exact. Nothing of significance happened in Cortland. Ever. No doubt thats why he packed his bags as soon as he graduated from high school and headed to Las Vegas, where he eventually earned a bachelors degree in psychology from UNLV. Thats why he knows so much about the little voices in people's heads. It was in Las Vegas that Tripoli was first called onto a comedy stage on a dare. Within a year he had jumpstarted the local comedy scene as a founding member of the Mutiny, an improv troupe that worked in a number of casinos, and his own weekly comedy show on the Vegas strip. Knowing that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, Sam headed to Los Angeles where what happens in L.A. is packaged into a TV or movie concept. There he clawed his way to the top of dangerously competitive comedy scene one joke and/or tiger punch to the face at a time, earning accolades from the likes of Newsweek and various high school newspapers across the country along the way. Sam has recently been writing, producing, and starring in hilarious short films such as Breaking Her Down, Running Stupid, and Party 5-0. Other than that, when he's not on the road performing at colleges and clubs across the country, he's in Los Angeles working on new material, because one day soon there will be a rapture.
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went on a camping trip. After a good meal and a bottle of wine they layed down for the night, and went to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes awoke and nudged his faithful friend.
"Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see."
Watson replied, "I see millions and millions of stars."
"What does that tell you?"
Watson pondered for a minute. "Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Chronologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you?"
Holmes was silent for a minute, then spoke. "Watson, you idiot. Some bastard has stolen our tent."
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