Carvey Turkey!

Today is Dana Carvey's Birthday!

We're CHOPPIN' We're CHOPPIN' We're CHOPPIN' Broccoli... CHOPPIN' Broccoloe... CHOPPIN' Broccolie...

Skeet Skeet Greet

I'm starting a greeting card company. Here's a sample of some of my gender-specific cards.

Happy Birthday, Jack

For writing On The Road (which I haven't read) and The Dharma Bums (which I did read and liked), America salutes you, King of Beatniks.

Oscar® the Slouch

Here's what I wrote less than two weeks before the Oscars®:

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 14, 2007

You Know:
The Oscars® are less than two weeks away.

CELEBS, the RED CARP, the MOST ELEGANT night H-WOOD has to offer.
I hear Ellen will be hosting. Proving you don't have to be crude or mean-spirited to be funny.
So get excited. And cast yer dogdamn votes by downloading the Official Oscar® Ballot.

And peep Me&Todd's kickin' Oscar® picks:

Well, The Oscars® came and went. And Mostly, I was pleased. Didn't Ellen do a GOOD job? I DIDN'T actually think Forrest Whittaker should have won. I DEFINATELY didn't think Jennifer Hudson should have won. But I was PLEASED that Alan Arkin won, and about as SURPRISED as a fulltime employee receiving a lunchbreak that Hellen Miren won. Oh, and I was PROUD that an Inconvenient Truth won. Even though Jesus Camp was a better movie. Oh, AND Scorcese and the Departed's victory = YES! ANYWAY, I'm stickin by my kickin' Oscar® picks.

Overall, I caught Oscar® fever, but wasn't hospitalized for it.

See you next year. Goodnight.

We Saw Bob Go Into the Water Closet...

Quoting Todd:



Hello. So last evening with the Crumbs was, in fact, sold out...

But with a little perserverence, Caitlin and I showed up for the stand-by line, (we were numbers 9 and 10 in line), and BOOYAH- they let us purchase tickets!!

It was a bizarre event, featuring a very bizarre couple of artists. From Aline Crumb, who is trying to sell a book, to R. Crumb, who played smirking and snickering interviewer, to the officially stuffy British library man who introduced the Crumbs, and to the people in the audience, a large percent odd-looking, (large spectacle-wearing)--everyone involved in this event seemed delightfully awkward on this Valentine's evening.

I enjoyed it.

Oh, and when we were waiting in the stand-by line, R. Crumb actually did wander by us, nerdily looking for the bathroom.