Raise your hand if you remember the olden days when returning a 2-liter bottle netted you a whole quarter.
Raise your hand if you remember the olden days when returning a 2-liter bottle netted you a whole quarter.
Meconium? I hardly knew 'em!
Congrats! 75% of the reason I had kids was so I could really let loose with the dad humor. I'm lucky with mine- they know how lame it is, but they still like it- My 11-year old will even try to stump me to see if I know the punchline to all of those lame old jokes.
There's that word again. "Heavy." Why are things so heavy where you are? Is there a problem with the Earth's gravitational pull?
I saw it in the theater, so that would have put me at 7 or 8, and I liked it just fine.
As I frequently tell my wife- "I'm not speaking loudly, my voice IS loud."
I guess it's story day for me today. One last note about the voice work- I gave it enough consideration that I actually did a session with Rex Trailer, for anyone who reads this and is old enough to remember who he was.
I honestly gave voice work some consideration for a stretch when I was younger. A distinct lack of range and a complete inability to hear pitch did in the singing career though.
2 quick stories- In 5th grade, to get ready for the school chorus, the music teacher listened to all of us sing so she could decide where to put us on the risers. My spot? Back in the classroom with 2 others boys- the three of us got to play Oregon Trail once a week while everyone else had chorus practice.
The logical endpoint of this is, of course, tomacco.
This bodes well- A B from I.V. is like an A++ just about anywhere else.
Whatever, ageist.
"Video Encounters" on Main St. in my hometown.
Fantastic. My kids will still watch stuff on the VHS in the basement of my father-in-law's place on Cape Cod. In particular there's a 2-episode tape of two especially bad episodes of the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon.
As long as you don't call him Mr. Scorpion
Hooli, obvs.
My comment seems to have disappeared from the AV club, weird.
Until/unless you have kids that become of age to be into this stuff, then the cycle begins anew.
I think it's the whiff of desperation I feel watching people actively TRYING to be funny right now that keeps me from loving improv.
useless beauty- You're in Australia, yes? Serious question- Do you all have a scary right-wing contingent there like we do here?