Archive for July, 2003

Best line…

…from Fox’s 101 Things Removed from the Human Body special:

“He was a miracle. But he was a miracle with a pole stuck through his head.”

Another good one: “He went to his doctor, complaining about constipation.” (It turns out the guy somehow ate dozens of rusty nails.) What was that doctor-patient conference like?

DOCTOR: “Jerry, I have some bad news. We found out what is causing your stomach pains and constipation.”
PATIENT: “What is it? Rotten fish? An ulcer? Low-fiber diet?
DOCTOR: “Actually, according to the chart [glances at chart] it appears to be A BOX OF FUCKING NAILS.”
PATIENT: “Oh, yeah… The nails. Kind of makes sense, now that you–”
DOCTOR: “YOU IDIOT, WHY DID YOU EAT NAILS? NOT NAIL. NAILS. YOU ATE MULTIPLE NAILS. AFTER YOU ATE ONE NAIL, YOU DECIDED TO HAVE SEVERAL OTHERS. LIKE IT WAS A SNACK PACK. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?”
PATIENT: “Um, too much iron?”

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Sigh

I just lost a friend. You can read about it on her web page. Chat link here.

P.S. The message to Greg Proops–it’s all true.

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Goodbye, Pancake City. Hello…

I emailed a version of yesterday’s post to my friend, Kate, before putting it on the blog. She responded:

I just read this exact paragraph on your blog. Are you going to change the name from “Wonderful World of Pancakes” to “Best of Correspondence with Kate”? I think that’s a great idea.

You got it! If anyone else would like to make a name request, let me know.

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Tonight’s Peformance Magically Cancelled

I’m skipping WiseAcres tonight. On an unrelated note, my sister Michele brought home the new Harry Potter book. I’m not supposed to tell anyone since she promised Tina, sister #2, that she would get it first. But Tina never reads my web page, so I’ll be able to finish it in the next two days and she’ll never know. Assuming I don’t call Tina and read the first page to her over the phone. Which would be a very bad assumption to make.

My decision to skip WiseAcres actually has nothing to do with Harry Potter. Last night, my act–five minutes of me saying non-sequiturs in the voice of George Washington–bombed. It turns out, predominately black audiences don’t like dead slave owners talking to them. Who’d had thunk?

It turns out white families don’t like G.W. jokes either. I did my routine in front of my family. They had to open the windows to let out the stink. In the words of Michele: “This sucks! And we’re your family.”

So the G.W. stuff is permanently buried, I’m putting my experimental comedy phase on pause, and working on a normal routine. I have no regret about doing this. It’s too frustrating going up again and again and getting no laughs.

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You know what’s really insulting? When someone tells you to keep your day job, and you don’t have one.

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Ender’s Game

I just finished reading Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card. It’s an amazing science fiction book. If you’re not a big time fool, you should check it out.

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Modernism, Postmodernism, …

This is either going to sound stupid or prescient in six months…This article and Trigger Happy TV are two symbols of a new movement that is currently evolving and hasn’t grown to a point where it is easily identifiable and nameable.

I apologize for the vagueness–I just thought of this a few minutes ago–but my gut tells me there is something unique about society today that has given birth to these types of pranks. Maybe it’s a reaction to reality TV, based on these premises:

1. Real life is different from television. (Ten years ago, almost all television programs clearly existed in a different, more exaggerated world than the one we wash our laundry and drive to work in.)

2. In the past several years, non-scripted reality programs have “hijacked” reality and brought it into the TV world. In other words, the definition of what TV is (previously, only scripted programs) has expanded, and the definition of what is uniquely real life (previously, boring stuff like living in a house with roommates) has shrunk.

3. In response to this, perhaps out of subconscious resentment at having real life processed for entertainment rather than experienced, some people have begun to take the weirdest, most artificial elements that used to be exclusive to the TV world and put them in real life (e.g. an improv group taking all 39 listening booths at a Virgin Megastore)

Hence Trigger Happy TV and the pranks by the people in these articles. I’m unsure about what I wrote for #3. I could very well be off. But I do believe this form of a prank is unique to our time and has been spurned somehow by conditions in the last ten years. If you want to add your own thoughts to what’s motivating these types of pranks, I’ll link to your web page or post your comments here.

Update1: The real motivation for these pranks may be a “I’ve seen everything” attitude shared by many people, created both by an entertainment culture that has almost reached its limit trying to one-up itself, and greater social acceptance of “different people.” You may look twice if you see a man walk down the street in full drag, but think of how someone would have reacted 30 years ago (or 30 years from now).

So these pranks can be looked at as another way to one-up what has been done before (e.g. a man dressed in a squirrel suit rather than drag) or as a way to gently poke fun at people who bury themselves in their own worlds because the real world isn’t interesting enough to deserve their attention. Perhaps before, comedy and drama asked the question, “How would Character X act in this unusual situation?” and now we want to know, “How would real people act in this unusual situation?”

I’m probably done pontificating on this line of thought. Although I do enjoy using the word “pontificating”.

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GET OFF THE STAGE!

I’m going to an open mike Tuesday and Wednesday. This is an open invite to anyone who wants to come and share the laughter…at me. A few caveats. It’s all new material (read: some good, some bad.) I’m not sure I’ll get stage time either day. And I’ll be talking in the voice of George Washington for most of the time. But read this rave review of a rehearsal of my act from my friends Sean and Deb:

Sean: “It sucked less than last time.”
Deb: “Oh, yeah. It definitely sucked less than last time.”
Sean: “I mean, last time REALLY sucked.”
Deb: “Remember when he tried to do an impression of the Dalai Lama, but he forgot his lines and farted?”
Sean: “Do I? I watch the video every time I’m plagued by feelings of inadequacy.”
[Sean and Deb go on to reminisce for five minutes on my last act.]

Where At?
Tuesday: 8:00, The Cave (Washington D.C.)
Wednesday: 8:00, WiseAcres (Tysons Corner, VA)

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Election Chances of the Democratic Presidental Candidates

Carol Moseley Braun
Carol-Moseley-Braun-Paper-Towel-Too-Many-Names-Buh-Bye.

Howard Dean
Howard the Duck. Next.

John Edwards
Can’t win South unless he renames himself John John.

John Kerry
Name can be rearranged to spell HORNY JERK. As much as I liked the last horny jerk…

Dick Gephardt
Only if his VP is Pussy Galore.

Bob Graham
Name sounds way too much like a door-to-door Bible salesman.

Dennis Kucinich
In school, kids called him “Cuckoo Bitch”. Let’s listen to the children.

Joe Lieberman
Look, buddy. When you’re President, stuff happens on Saturday besides the Morning Cartoon Fun Hour on the WB. If I wanted someone who skips work regularly, I’d cave in to the Hell Lord Morris and vote for a Double Dubya.

Al Sharpton
Howard Dean called him a “second-tier candidate” and he took it as a compliment.

Voltron
Okay, he hasn’t announced his candidacy yet, but once he does, there are going to be a lot more elephant wastebaskets in the world.

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Which Presidential Candidate Is Right For You?

Answer a short series of questions and find out which Presidential candidate is right for you. According to the quiz, my two candidates are Dennis Kucinich (100%) and Howard Dean (99%). These picks are probably accurate, although I have a few disagreements with both candidates. George W. Bush, making a strong showing, edged out Howard Phillips (Constitution party) and Lyndon LaRouche (”Prepare for the RevoLaRouchian!”).

Send me an email with your results so I can have another reason to like or hate you. (Just kidding. The lens I use to look at people is only made up of important things: size of tail fin on car, favorite breakfast cereal marshmallow, number of vowels in name…)

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New Column

It’s a TV show pitch I wrote a while ago called, “Abraham Lincoln and His All-Star Friends.” It’s not currently in development, so if there are any producers out there who want to snatch it up, let me know!
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Abraham Lincoln and his All-Star Friends

Abraham Lincoln and his All-Star Friends is a half-hour sitcom that is almost exactly like Seinfeld, except Abraham Lincoln is Jerry, Bigfoot is George, a talking chicken is Elaine, and Voltaire is Kramer.

Abe, Bigfoot, Henrietta, and Voltaire all live in Topeka, Kansas, which looks exactly like New York. (In Episode 7, a passer-by will tell the gang, “Hey buddy, you’re not in Kansas anymore.” The gang will then start referring to the area as New York.) Abraham works at Starbucks during the day, and tries to make it as an amateur rapper at night. Each episode starts off with a short rap by Abraham that sets the stage for the show.

A Note
Abraham Lincoln’s voice is not affected in any way. It stands out no more than the voice of the average Joe. It also compares favorably with unaverage Joes.

Other Characters
Bigfoot
Bigfoot, to put it mildly, is extraordinarily lazy. He attributes his laziness to his large size and “slow metabolism” but, as his mother often points out, the Yeti already owns two publishing homes and a beach home in Hawaii. Bigfoot puts most his energy into avoiding discomfort. When driving on a hot day, he will match the speed of an adjacent bus so he can stay in the bus’ shade. In one episode, he plots to get a larger office because those offices have larger desks, and he has to curl in a ball when he sleeps under his current desk.

Bigfoot also falls in love very frequently. The bounce of a woman’s hair or the twirl of her skirt is enough to make him smitten. Unfortunately, Bigfoot has a Big Mouth, and his dating skills leave much to be desired.

Henrietta
Besides the fact that she is dressed as a chicken in a business suit, Henrietta is the most down-to-Earth of the gang. She is the archetypal independent woman: we never see her parents, she stands up to people, and she’s not shy about speaking her mind. The men she is attracted to always have a quirk about them (e.g. picks their ears, makes horse sounds in bed, only thinks about her during non-working hours.) Without Henrietta, Voltaire and Bigfoot would have blown themselves up or got thrown in jail a long time ago.

Voltaire
Absent-minded, almost brilliant, and bumbling, Voltaire is passionately engaged one moment and lost in his own fantasies the next. His thoughts are often discombobulated and scattered, and he goes on long-winded monologues about his latest fanciful theory. He spends much of his time trying to get his crazy theories to work (like “If everyone on the street uses a yellow umbrella, the rain will think it is raining on the sun. This will confuse the rain and it will start raining upwards.”)

Somehow though, Voltaire always ends up being the one person who doesn’t come worse off from his crazy theories.

Episode Samples
Episode 1: “What’s in a Name?”
Abraham Lincoln rapping career has stalled, and he hasn’t had a chance to make it to the big time. Voltaire suggests the problem is his stage name, “Slammin’ Abrahamin’”. The gang brainstorms new names without much success. Meanwhile, Abraham’s girlfriend (Terri Hatcher) develops a sneaking suspicion that Abraham doesn’t know the nickname she got for her special talent in bed.

At the end of the episode, she challenges Abraham to say her nickname, and walks out in a huff when he offers some pitiful guesses. Before she leaves, she gives him her name: “Legs.” Abraham loses a babe, but the name gives him the ‘A Ha!” moment for the perfect stage name: “Green Eggs and Abraham.”

Episode 2: “Cock a Doodle Doo”
Henrietta is fed up with the glass ceiling at Turkey Incorporated. Although she often scrambles to cover for her bosses’ screw-ups, she is invisible to the old boys club, the members of which consider her ideas “preposterous.”

For instance, after four quarters of falling profits, she unsuccessfully tries to get Turkey Inc. to expand its product beyond turkeys (”But then we wouldn’t be Turkey Inc.!”) Voltaire suggests she gets fired and applies for a job as “Henry”, dressed as a man. The plan works almost too well. She shoots up the corporate ladder in days and gets invited to a steam bath with the board. Bigfoot comes along and tries to “cover” for her.

Episode 5: “Who Has Time For Love?”
Bigfoot falls in love with Dessiré, a cute girl who works in the dark backroom of a doughnut shop. Bigfoot asks Abraham for a few love pointers. Abraham, knowing Bigfoot is setting himself up to get his heart broken, gives cynical advice in an attempt to discourage him.

“Average Joes can’t compete
With guys on the street.
If you want to have the honeys /
you gotta have the money.”

Short on cash but long on desire, Bigfoot asks Henrietta and Voltaire for some advice on how to make money fast and without actually doing much work. Henrietta suggests investing in a hot stock her uncle clued her in about yesterday. Voltaire suggests making a time machine, traveling 1000 years to the past, and putting a Nordic coin in a bank account. Bigfoot dismisses Voltaire’s crazy scheme and calls his parents to wire him some money for, uh, “an operation to replace his appendix.”

Bigfoot gets the money the next day and is about to call his broker when Voltaire visits him …in a brand-new suit, Nordic battle shield, and matching Rolodex watch.

Bigfoot runs to an antique shop and uses all his money to buy a Nordic coin. He gets back and gives the coin to Voltaire. That’s when he realizes Voltaire hasn’t actually tried his time machine yet–he just borrowed these items from a friend because his theory is that he needs these three objects for his time machine to work. The time machine doesn’t work.

Just when things couldn’t get any worse, Bigfoot’s parents come with “Get Well” balloons and homemade soup for a surprise visit. They also want to see Bigfoot’s appendix scar.

Episode 10: “A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.”
Episode 10 will be written entirely in iambic pentameter. This will not be announced or promoted in any way.

Episode 13: “Lucky Day”
In a first for a broadcast sitcom, the show will decide to run for only 13 episodes. In an escalating series of fortunes and misfortunes that end with the four of them sentenced to be “normal”, this episode will completely tie up any loose ends in a way that precludes even the slightest possibility that the show will continue. Although some would question this strategy, this detail will probably not be the “sticking point” for getting this show to air.

The pilot script is already written, and not by monkeys. I can provide it upon request.

(Note: Image of Lincoln stolen from kid on Internet.)

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Seabiscut

The movie Seabiscut, a drama about the surprising success of one of the most famous horses in racing lore, is receiving raves for its pacing, emotional content, and surprise ending. If you know you won’t have time to check the movie or book out, then you might as well take a look at a screen capture of the surprise ending.

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Changes

As you can tell, I played around with the site formatting. If you don’t like it, you can suck it.

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Word of the Day

omphaloskepsis–contemplation of one’s navel

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Happy Birthday, Michele!

It’s my sister’s birthday today. She is now 25. I thought of writing her a poem (“Dear Michele / You no longer smell”) but opted for another display of affection. Michele, by the way, the books I got you arrived…oh, wait a minute. You won’t be coming until next week. Guess I’ll have to read them! I got you another copy of the new Harry Potter book. It’s great. It’s totally better than your copy. And they match. When people ask you why you have two copies of “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix”, you can tell them, “Cause I’m twice the Harry Potter fan than you are, fool!” Then you can pity their fool ass.

I know what you’re thinking. No, it was nothing. You’re welcome. If you enjoy sending birthday wishes to strangers, in this case The Birthday Girl, I am sure she would be thrilled to receive them.

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