This week’s column is up. I forgot to post it because… it’s complicated.

Here’s some of it:

It must have been two hours that I spent on the Anthem Web site, poring over the minute differences in insurance policies before I realized that I had no idea what I was reading. Like one of those times when you’re too sleepy to read, so you read the same sentence over and over again for 15 minutes until you see you’re not getting anywhere.

My sentence was something like this: “deductible out-of-pocket HSA blah blah I don’t know it was all in doctor-plus-lawyer language.”

Being on the verge, however, of lacking coverage, I soldiered on and blindly bought bizarre coverage. Some guy immediately showed up at my door, socked me in the face and told me that’d be $15, but then a doctor was right behind him, and that guy iced my jaw, gave me some aspirin and told me it was gratis.

A friend and I were discussing today the nature of the Denver comedy scene. Its nature is dark. In honor of that discussion, here are a couple of quick, really dark jokes that I’d be unlikely to say on most stages.

Here’s some cool news: a Japanese billionaire has been giving his mansions to homeless native Hawaiians. Well, not really. He’s been letting the homeless into his mansions and then calling the cops for giggles.

John Edwards recently had a press conference to announce some sad news personally and possibly some bad news for his campaign. Inside his wife’s right rib, doctors found a malignant cancer. It was John Kerry.

I’ve got a really annoying friend who’s always doing dumb stuff on dares to get attention. I hate that. So this week I dared him to eat some dog food. That shut him up forever.