standup: Chad Riden on Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

"Get Your Wizard Heads Out Of Your Wizard Asses" - Chad Riden on Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

“Get Your Wizard Heads Out Of Your Wizard Asses”
– Chad Riden on Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

Recorded live at Clockwork Comedy in Huntsville, 1/10/2015.

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#ExposeTheDicks – Andy Blendowski of North Tonawanda, NY

#ExposeTheDicks -Andy Blendowski

Is “fanny pack” a euphemism I’m unaware of? Let’s ask Andy Blendowski (from Buffalo, now of North Tonawanda, NY, who went to Niagra-Wheatfield High School & works at Fidelis Care, married to Kandace Nicole Blendowski) because he just messaged my girlfriend Mary Jay Berger – who he does not know & is not friends with on Facebook – and asked her for a blowjob in trade? #ExposeTheDicks

#ExposeTheDicks -Andy Blendowski

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sketch video: “First Date”

"First Date" sketch comedy video with Mary Jay Berger & Chad Riden plus Brett Cantrell

“First Date” sketch – Mary Jay Berger & Chad Riden with Brett Cantrell.
Recorded live at The East Room in Nashville, TN on 7/18/2014.

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stand-up video: “Greatest Generation, My Ass” – Chad Riden yells about his grandma

Funnies 2/14/2015 in Stillwater, OK

stand-up video: “Greatest Generation, My Ass” – Chad yells about his grandma

Recorded 2/14/2015 in Stillwater, OK.

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ONLINE ONLY Open Mic 7/29/2015 ONLINE ONLY Open Mic

This is dumb and kind of awful, but who cares. On July 29, 2015 I realized there weren’t any comedy shows in Nashville for the first night in a very long time. Somebody suggested an online open mic, so that’s what we did. I posted a thing on & told people to add chad.riden on Skype and wait for their turn as I live-streamed the thing on YouTube. Maybe I’ll do it again sometime.

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Twas The Christmassiest Night Before Kwanzaa

Kwanzaa time in Chad Riden's house

Happy Holidays to you and yours!

This is the first year since I converted. I’m Kwanzaa now. I figure: we’ve stolen everything else from black people, why not this? My family is still on Christmas and they expect material gifts, not the spiritual gifts I offer them. They say my gifts aren’t “real” and have no “value” but I think they’re “ungrateful” and acting like a “poopnami” (that’s a tsunami of poop, best expressed via the emoji combination: 💩🌊).

One year I offered my family the Gift of Song. I sang, “I have no gift for you ba-rum-pa-pum-pum. I am a broke ass comic ba-rum-pa-pum-pum. Lazy ass bum.” They enjoyed that about half as much as you just did.. but I believe it’s their fault for having materialistic expectations.

That was the year we started my favorite Riden family holiday tradition: a contest to see who ruins Christmas first. There’s no official score keeping, just a lot of passive aggressive, “well, it sounds like you’re trying to ruin Christmas” remarks and guesses as to who is in the lead. This isn’t constricted to Christmas, it works for every holiday or event. It’s like a rewards program for being awful.

I don’t think anyone who isn’t young enough to still believe in Santa Claus should expect gifts. When I want something, I just buy it for myself because I’m an adult (according to the court system). The expectation of gifts just because it’s a holiday leads to nothing but disappointment and debt. It leads to people rushing around on Christmas Eve, scrambling to buy stuff for people they barely know or care about.

$20 Gifty Gift Dipping SetThat’s why when you walk in the door, WalMart has a huge pile of Gift-Gifts – generic items that are focus group tested to let people know you spent $20 even though you put zero thought and effort into your purchase. It’s just $20 worth of Gift. Usually something like four crappy chili bowls with a packet of mix and a thing of oyster crackers. Stuff nobody wants or needs.

This includes the as-seen-on-tv novelty item. Snuggies, Singing Fish Plaques, Pocket Hoses, Pedicure Eggs, the Clapper. Whatever is piled up when you walk in the door at Walgreens. The modern day Pet Rocks that you give to people who you hope will think it’s SO dumb that it’s actually come full circle back around to being great.

All of these things are nothing more than a burden upon us, only benefiting our corporate overlords. Even brand new, still in the shrink wrap they’re nothing but Future Yard Sale Items. The best way to keep this crap from cluttering up your house is to drive directly to the Goodwill drop-off. If you’re lucky enough to have multiple Consumas gatherings with different groups, you could also re-wrap and re-gift immediately. Or if you have the storage space, you could save them and re-gift them next year right back to the same people.

A few years ago, my parents gave my brothers and I all the same gift: a dipping oil set with packs of bread sticks & some green bowls and an oil flask. It came in the classic Gift-Gift flat rectangle box shrink wrapped with all the items showing on one side so you know exactly how little the gift giver thinks of you as soon as the wrapping paper is off. I loaded it up in my car along with a pile of similar items and hauled it all home so it could collect dust and make me sad. This time, I busted the package open and used the stuff immediately. It was fine. The little dishes chipped very easily and were thrown away pretty quickly. I forgot all about it until next Christmas.

My brother Kirk had a better plan: he saved his dipping oil Gift-Gift. Next Christmas, we’re opening up gifts and our youngest brother Eric was delighted to find that he was now the owner of TWO dipping oil sets. Everybody thought this was hilarious except for my dad. “Now why is that funny? That’s a good gift!” Eric took the oil set home and packed it away.

The following year I was handed a nicely wrapped package – a box measuring about two feet by one foot by four inches. The shape seemed very familiar. This was a Gifty-Gift if I’ve ever seen one. The FROM tag said Eric was to blame. Guess what it was, everybody? The fabled dipping oil set. Again, everybody laughed except for my Dad. “You should be thankful! That looks cool!”

I stored the box and bided my time. Finally it was Christmassy time again and I couldn’t wait to do the Christmassiest thing I could Christmas up: I wrapped up the dipping oil in the most Christ-y wrapping paper I could find and stuck a bow on it and placed the gift under the plastic, snap-together artificial tree (just like Jesus would do). I sat down criss cross Indian sauce while the kids passed out the gifts to everybody. My dad was excited to see one from me, “Oooooh, this is from Chaaaaaaad!” He tore the wrapping paper away as everybody’s anticipation built.. but when he uncovered Ye Olde Dipping Oil Kit, the explosion of laughter confused him and made him a little mad. “Well I don’t care what people think, *I* appreciate it. Thank you, son.”

People continued opening gifts until everybody was all gifted out. Foods were being fired up left and right but before anybody knew what was happening my dad had opened up the dipping oil package and was attempting to eat it. He was crushed to learn that the bread sticks crumbled to dust at the slightest touch. The cork in the oil flask had rotted. The oil was nowhere to be found. Was it soaked into the cardboard? Had it somehow evaporated? None of us were science-y enough to figure it out. Dad just didn’t understand why were were all so disappointed that he’d opened the box. It was one of the only traditions we had and it was over. People started speculating about who was ruining Christmas the most.

Was it dad’s fault for opening the box? Was it my fault for giving it to my dad? Were my brothers ruining Christmas by trying to make ME out as the one ruining Christmas? Was I ruining Christmas by turning their accusations back around to them? Was my daughter ruining Christmas by pointing out that we’re all ruining Christmas? All I knew was Christmas was ruined and I could never celebrate again. So now I’m Kwanzaa. I spend the holiday drumming and reciting the African Pledge and the Principles of Blackness, lighting kinara candles and doing other fun stuff with corn and whatnot.

I tell people they don’t need to get me gifts and I really mean it. To me, the best gift is the gift of no gifts. If people insist on getting me something, I tell them: I take cash, PayPal, BitCoin and pictures and leave only footprints and the faint scent of cheap swill & beef jerky. Jack Frost chillin’, the hawk is out, and that’s what Chad Riden is all about.

Kwanzaa time in Chad Riden's house

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stand-up video: #lifehack: how to scam a new Nintendo 3DS XL for cheap

Chad Riden at Zanies 7/30/2014

Chad Riden’s story about scamming a new Nintendo 3DSXL on a minimum budget. Recorded at Zanies in Nashville July 30, 2014.

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stand-up video: I’m the reason America is F#@KED – 9/18/2013

Chad Riden at Zanies 9/18/2013

Recorded at Zanies Nashville 9/18/2013 for Comedy Central’s UP NEXT Competition.

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Chad Riden on The Daily Show – June 5, 2013

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Here’s the video of my appearance on The Daily Show June 5, 2013: “Care Bearers: Jessica Williams investigates America’s “health belt” and its rejection of expanded Medicaid coverage.”

Some still photos from the video:

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

Chad Riden on The Daily Show

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stand-up video: guy puts plate of chicken on stage, comedian eats it

Chad Riden at Zanies Feb. 18, 2013

Don’t put stuff up on the stage. I’ll eat it.

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