I’ve seen the stage show twice. It’s the fucking best. All the daemons are puppetry, with people dressed in black controlling and voicing them. It sounds lame but (of course) the writing is so good that you just get sucked into it after a time.
I’ve seen the stage show twice. It’s the fucking best. All the daemons are puppetry, with people dressed in black controlling and voicing them. It sounds lame but (of course) the writing is so good that you just get sucked into it after a time.
Make a few pans of mac & cheese, throw on some collards, fry up some chicken, and turn your crib into a “Repast” pop-up.
This schedule is bananas!!! Bill Clinton has never spoken for only 5 minutes in his life and he’s on the JV team of gasbags speaking. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton get 9 & 5 minutes to speak? Puh-leeze!! This thing could last a couple of days.
Same. It’s also much safer for the cat. As a kid, when we had indoor/outdoor cats, we had a steady parade of cats because we’d get one, have it for a few years and then it would vanish. I can’t even tell you how many cats I had in my childhood.
And as someone who grew up with a cat who loves to kill animals and leave home for days on end hunting, it’s not as easy as sticking your cat indoors all the time.
The fact that we never got Hartman as President Trump is a crime. He could have had so much gold with that.
In my mind, Hartman’s version of Frank Sinatra is the definitive version—meaning, when I think of Sinatra I’m actually picturing Phil Hartman in a wig.
I’ll honestly never get over Hartman’s death. He’s one of the most talented comedians who ever lived and whenever I think of all the great laughs he wasn’t able to give us over the past 20 years, it’s saddening.
and Jackée Harry as Endora!
That and Michael Phelps. OK, more her, but it gives me an excuse to post one of my favorite olympic pictures in recent history:
Every generation of sports fans (and I’m not going to fall into quicksand with a Messi v Ronaldo debate here) gets spoiled by a very few stars that are worth the price of admission/time of watching them perform live. If I had to pick one, from the current crop (including LeBron, Trout, Federer, Williams, and maybe a…
I know, right?! 😓 I’m so glad he took over Cheryl’s show today. He played some great songs and I loved the between patter.
FYI: KEXP is honoring her memory and playing her music all day long. I’ve been listening for the last hour. So many good songs.
I always loved the faster tempo of this version of “Think”. RIP :(
Ah fuck... it ain’t even dust. I’m straight up crying my eyes out.
Ming-Na Wen is 54 fucking years old but she can still fucking get it. Goddamn.
I really liked how they skipped the actual funeral and immediately cut to Jimmy and Kim driving home. The story’s not about Chuck, anymore, or churning out the standard scenes of the coffin going down and tearful eulogies. Lesser shows don’t have this level of gorgeous restraint.
I’m old enough (and from Dallas) that I remember him before he was Joe Bob Briggs! I haven’t thought about this guy in like 25 years. (And I am still very timid about scary movies but I did love his commentaries.)
I was pretty young at the time, but I remember reading his syndicated column in a local paper(I think it was the San Francisco Chronicle) in the early 90s. I remember his glowing reviews of Troma films and for I can sort of remember pretty funny reviews of Predator 2 and Tremors. I did discover a lot of gross-out films…