Scott Capurro

Comic. Actor. Author.

the lady ruminates…

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I’d forgotten I did this, but then when asked my favorite film, book and piece of art, i was eating a sausage roll and running for a bus, neither of which is a euphamism, because a.) i can’t spell and b.) the glamour never ends. These are a few of my favourite things: Scott Capurro, […]

Get her. I didn’t even know I thought this stuff.

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But then that’s the benefit of a good editor. He put my thoughts together beautifully. i think when he asked me these questions, i was eating a sausage roll and running for a bus. So the glamour never, ever ends. These are a few of my favourite things: Scott Capurro, comedian The Scotsman Published Date: […]

Whilst in San Francisco, strange things happen.

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I’m not necessarily proud I Yogayed, but I did. And I want my friends to know about it. Actually, I am proud. It was fun to be a hippy again. Wait. I was never a hippy. I grew up in Marin, sure, but I was less organic farmer, and more an Yves Saint Laurent closet […]

So yes, my nose does look wonderful, thanks for NOT noticing!

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So many people have said they can’t tell the difference between my old (mangled, deformed, shockingly awful) nose, and my new (vastly improved, much more useful, both aesthetically and in every other way) nose. But then that’s the point. That’s good surgery bitches, live it – learn it. Actually, right after I got the bandages […]

A Bethnal Green pastiche. I mean, it’s about time, right?

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I was just so so offended by some culturalist retard’s reaction to my little area, that I wrote the following. Actually the end result was much improved, an appropriate, lovely man is now looking after my flat, but at the time of this violation, I turned violet with rage. Hand to pearls, I was so […]

A Bethnal Green pastiche. I mean, it’s about time, right?

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I was just so so offended by this retard’s reaction to my area. Actually, the end result was better, someone much more appropriate and lovely is looking after my flat, but at the moment when BG was criticized, I felt attacked. Violated. And Violet colored with rage. Hand to pearls, I wanted to kill that […]

Sinoplasty and abundant sunshine.

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I’ve finally done it. I’ve finally taken care of my nose thing. My septum had become twisted after a nasal infection 6 years ago. Then in 2003, rushing to buy a pair of jeans at Harvey Nich’s in the UK, I ran into a glass door. My nose bled a lot, but the jeans were […]

I’ve just found out that what i’m having done to my nose is not rhinoplasty, it’s sinus-plasty or something, but this piece is still fun.

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Can’t wait to get back to California. I’m way, way too white right now. I need sun and fresh…something. And of course there’s my homophobic president to contend with. ‘Change I can believe in’? But I already knew black men hated queers. That might never change. Oy. Oh, and holiday suggestion number 236: Watch The […]