I've never seen Paul look so serious as in this Zelda commercial. Also he looks exactly the same!
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I've never seen Paul look so serious as in this Zelda commercial. Also he looks exactly the same!
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 11:54 AM in paul rudd | Permalink | Comments (2)
With a great lineup as always, in no particular order:
Brent Sullivan
Aileen Gallagher
Jesse Popp
Chelsea Peretti
Julie Klausner
Joe Mande
Doors at 7, Show at 7:30. Hosted by me and Gabe Delahaye, Produced by Jon Friedman. Info/tickets.
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I sent this (completely absurd) email out to a couple friends this morning. Now that we all have our tickets I'm willing to share this totally not-at-all-secret screening info. I'm un-generous that way (Note: it's also playing there tonight.)
Are you ready to experience "THE ULTIMATE"!?
It was the end of July, 2001 - remember those hot, heady days, sticky with innocence and covered with a sweaty glow of retarded laughter? Little did we know, during that sultry "summer of the shark attacks" that our world would soon be turned upside down, and not by Representative Gary Condit or a shark. How could we know, as we sat in cold, nearly empty theaters around the country, memorizing lines and practicing our slow claps, looks of pure wonder and joy on our faces, that we were watching the embodiment of irony's last, death-rattly gasp before it was busted to bits by forces we did not, could not, still don't, understand?
Tomorrow night at midnight at Landmark Sunshine Theater on Houston Street, we can relive the glory of Wet Hot American Summer on the big screen, surrounded by other drunk comedy fans in the full theater that beautiful movie always deserved.
And if you pass this up, the next time I see you I'll say: "You taste like a burger. I don't like you anymore."
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 05:45 PM in movies | Permalink | Comments (0)
"I can't imagine the utterance of this sentence, "I need to go to the Shore Mall to get...", unless it ended with "...scabies."
fourfour brings us along on a tour of the Saddest Mall in America. Hysterical! We had a mall like that in Tallahassee where I saw my first movie ('Song of the South') and bought stamps in bags of 300 for my "I only like the pretty ones" fake philatelic phase. It was called the Northwood Mall and eventually they gave up and now it's the Northwood Office Center and state workers work there.
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So busy! Here are some things I've recently consumed and recommend:
* Notes on a Scandal (the movie) Yeah, it's been out a while, but wow. I would recommend it to anyone. Genius. Also, I'm not the kind of person who usually notices this type of thing, but even on my crappy old $40 craig's list TV, the use of color in this movie is amazing.
* But Enough About Me by Jancee Dunn. Don't be turned off, as I briefly was, by the subtitle. Reading the book, you realize it was slapped on there by the publisher. It's a great summer Friday read, albeit a little tidy at the end.
* I believe Eliot Glazer said this last week, but it deserves to be said again in as many ways as possible (and this is a particularly funny one): Sex and the City ruined New York.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 02:51 PM in great books, movies | Permalink | Comments (1)
* Vulture: Only 5.9% of today's Emmy-nominated late night comedy writers are women.
* (Possibly) Related: Women think Sex and the City is funny. (Personally, I think the dearth of women in comedy is less "women aren't funny" and more "women are perceived as not being funny", but nobody's helping the situation by making up words like "shoegasm.")
* Totally Unrelated: Holy $%*, a guy shot himself in the head while being caught on "To Catch a Predator" a year and a half ago.
* Idea: an RSS feed feature that automatically eliminates posts with certain tags from your feed. Inspiration: Harry Potter.
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I got my New Yorker late this week and did a double take when I saw the cover:
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Me and Ben Mathis-Lilley "argue" about Flight of the Conchords on NY Mag's The Vulture. And then basically start quoting lyrics to each other. Boom boom boom!
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ME: btw there was a marketplace segment this morning on npr about how popular rats are becoming in chinese cuisine. I swear to god.
FRIEND: I love that even the NPR you get is racist.
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* Virginia Heffernan forced to interview the Evil One:
"I’m looking at it, cropping it, resizing it, drawing on it, making it my own.”
That's so weird that he said that to the Times and that's also coincidentally going to be his defense in the lawsuits against him! Funny!
* "What Eats, Doesn't Shoot, and Leaves" : And you thought your last group hug was awkward!
* The Top Ten Comedy Sketches of All Time (One message boarder's opinion, but a good list nonetheless) I'm firmly in "The Audition" camp for Mr. Show though, as I keep mentioning over and over as if anyone cares.
* Guess what? I've been hanging out with kids who ride bikes and now I want one too!! Mine got stolen a few years ago and I never replaced it. This one will get stolen too because I'm going to keep it on the street (5th floor walkup), so does anyone have an old crappy one they want to sell me for cheap? If so: email me!
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This made me laugh very hard. I guess I need a new facebook photo.
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All I can think of to mention is that an illustrated version of this story is going to be in the new issue of Vice. I saw the illustration and it looks really cool. The part of me is played by a dude.
It is really boring out there (and in here) today.
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(This is now on Huffpo: What I Don't Get About the Whole Jane Thing)
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UPDATE: Carey and Kerry guessed correctly. Zach's "brother" is Seth Galifianakis.
I don't usually do contests but come on, this one is like tailor-made (when I found out about this event I said "Zach G, Bad art and Band of Horses? If I don't go I'm NOT ME!")
Tomorrow night at Hiro Ballroom, New York Magazine is having a benefit for New York Cares at which:
* Zach Galifianakis will auction off bad art
* Band of Horses will play a full set
To buy tickets, go here
To enter to win tickets, send me an email with the name of Zach Galifianakis's "brother" in the subject line by midnight EST tonight.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:44 PM in "art" , comedians, comedy events | Permalink | Comments (0)
* Zulkey has an excellent and really informative interview with Anil Dash. It rocks. His part of the tag is "bloggers/blogging". "celebrity douchebags" is next...
* I've seen about 20 blog posts about Britney Spears' posting that her umbrella incident was all about her preparing for a role, but I haven't seen a single one that acknowledges that she is clearly being sarcastic. I mean, it's not like she's mastered the art of parody but it still seems obvious. I can't believe I just posted about BS.
* Jezebel is my kind of site and required daily reading. I can't believe I once thought it was going to be for the scary sadshaw demo. Totally the opposite. Nice!
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I keep talking to people who haven't seen Flight of the Conchords yet. This is unacceptable. I watch each episode approximately 4 times and it's, like, the best show on TV right now! One of the most common excuses people have is "I don't have HBO." Well, get it for one month! It's worth it! Geez. What is wrong in the world today? It must be all the Inner City Pressure (I'm just going to let this be huge, whatever):
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This was probably on boingboing or slashfark or whatever but someone in my office sent it out:
"A Network Called 'Internet'", a Canadian news report from 1993. It's interesting aside from the whole "weren't we silly back then!" aspect and I suggest watching the whole video.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 05:56 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
I know this is a little late, but I keep meaning to get to it and forgetting and Emily's post just reminded me: I totally broke up with a longtime boyfriend on March 13, 2004. That band guy? What's his face? Anyway, please leave your condolences and tell your own breakup stories and ask me out in the comments. Thanks!
Also: should I eat ice cream and if so, what kind?
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:37 PM in chick lit, friends , scary sadshaws | Permalink | Comments (7)
This past weekend I went to Seattle for 30 hours to be a bridesmaid in my friend Christy's wedding (which was really fun!) and only slept 4 of them and met (namedrop) fimoculous Rex and scratched my cornea on the plane yesterday and had a total blast! Not a moment of boredom and if you know me, that is saying a lot. I mean, I'm bored now. As, I'm sure, are you.
So: links!!
* Defamer has a nice wrap-up of the finale of the show I hated SO MUCH yet watched every single episode of.
* I wrote a comedy-geek-indie-record-store -clerk-earnestly-mad indignant rant about Esquire's up and coming comedians list. Something had to be said, okay?
* Also via Defamer: there is a baby who looks just like Chris Farley. I know you're clicking. You can't help yourself.
* Claire Zulkey sent me an email saying "This girl reminds me of you." Thanks, Claire!
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