Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

The feature film we finished did not conquer the world. It was The End of the World. That was its name. I have not seen the movie since we took it on the theater circuit in the earliest 90s. We … Continue reading →

It’s been a while now but long ago in days past at clubs long gone, I used to dance. When the right band would play with the right song I would jump up and make a fat fool of myself … Continue reading →

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that my current full-time job is looking for work. I’ve been slacking off quite a bit. I have a sense of what I’m looking for: I want some admin work in a … Continue reading →

When people come up to me and thank me for my performance I’m incredibly appreciative but worried because I fear that they might interpret something that I didn’t add. Yeah, yeah, “Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder,” all that … Continue reading →

There is an ancient piece in my catalog that early adopters of the Jon Berger Mission used to call out for before it made everyone feel too skeevy (and anyway, I don’t much repeat material so it became something of … Continue reading →

This girl was scared because it was the 80s and little girls had many things to be scared of back then. I wanted to impress her sister and think of myself as a writer so I composed a story of … Continue reading →

The man with the pie knows just what to say.He’s got the will to be witty and a wish for a way to get out of this jam which is in the pie filling and is ‘zactly how willing he … Continue reading →

If you see the heavy set bald man kicking chunks of icy snow down the way or from a big pile of snow into the street, do not question his sanity. He is doing good for society. He is doing … Continue reading →

I didn’t know her. I didn’t know of her existence, really, except in theory, but I see what she meant to you and I know what you mean to the world around you and if she helped make you what … Continue reading →

The guy in the middle of the crowded train is stretched out sleeping taking up a row of seats and no one is waking him up. It doesn’t seem fair. The guy doesn’t seem to have a home so he … Continue reading →