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thoughts about the famous, the ordinary and the infamous

Almost forgot

Posted on September 11, 2011 by Doug Walker

Contains eggs, patriotism and Lee Greenwood

This Gave Us Norwegian Wood

Posted on September 7, 2011 by Doug Walker

A friend shared this superb link on Facebook: Norwegian act Ylvis performs the clinically and mechanically descriptive and educational song “Work It.” Brilliant. Apparently these guys have been around for 10+ years; we might have to seek out some more.

Sailing! It takes me away to whemnommnorman . . .

Posted on August 17, 2011 by Doug Walker

Some recent things that amused us:

We had completely forgotten that Amy Poehler energetically and hilariously played the recurring character of Stacy, Andy Richter’s Conan-crushing little sister, in the early days of the NBC show. (We know they’re trying really hard on Parks and Recreation, and Nick Offerman remains relentlessly funny, and Entertainment Weekly is singularly obsessed with convincing us we should be watching. But the show has a nagging habit of not making us laugh very often. Please, someone, give Poehler some comedy oxygen to breathe.)
Via The Agitator, apparently North Korea is preparing to kick our asses, starting with ironically hip, t-shirt ready propaganda art. I blame Team America.
Please explore the inexplicably long-lasting Twitter comedy of #ghostcatchers, brought to us by unassuming comedian-next-door @johnmoe.
A 70+-year-old Moe Howard, Ted Knight and Mike Douglas throw pies at each other. Dare you to not find this fascinating.
Sailing, or cross country skiing? You decide. (Give the second link about 30 seconds to get through the weird church applause thing and the song will start.)

Three seconds of Benatarian bliss

Posted on August 6, 2011 by Doug Walker

The Shoulder Shake was more volatile than we remembered. It actually rattles my fillings loose just watching. Prepare to be mesmerized.

Benatards, unite!

It’s not a party until my rooftop DJ and the DJ on the neighboring rooftop improvise an ironically hip mashup of Run-D.M.C. and The Knocks

Posted on August 4, 2011 by Doug Walker

Corona Light apparently targets a demographic so elusive that it doesn’t actually exist. Or maybe that’s my wishful thinking as I age my way out of the demographic advertisers find desirable.

Actually, given the hipster half-life, you cannot produce a commercial fast enough for it to remain hip by the time it airs. Rooftop parties with DJs? Have fun with Tara Reid and Sinbad. We’ll be playing Parcheesi with Zooey Deschanel and James Murphy in a refrigerator box on top of a moving city bus.

Check his shorts, we’re pretty sure the guy on the left is not just exercising

Posted on August 3, 2011 by Doug Walker

Entertaining post and link from our friend Talking With Tim.

Just a regular dude's day out at the beach.

Rejected Corona print ad.

Thanks Mr. Serafinowicz and Mr. Eldon for this Glimpse into the Future of Music

Posted on August 2, 2011 by Doug Walker

Peter Serafinowicz and Kevin Eldon share the music of tomorrow, from yesterday. We occasionally consider this the funniest thing we’ve ever seen.*

*Subject to the “According to Jim” Exemption. And more often than occasionally.

Let the Bodies Dribble More

Posted on July 31, 2011 by Doug Walker

I visited the Bodies exhibit awhile back. Surprised that so many small Asians died while playing basketball.

Tragic Johnson

Dirt Nowitzki

Rick Buried

Joe Johnson (Atlanta fans will appreciate it)

And our favorite apparently died not playing basketball, but transporting an enormous pistachio nut to his village:

Steve Nosh

Long live @peanutfreemom

Posted on July 30, 2011 by Doug Walker

Just when I figured she’d lost all breath, @peanutfreemom resurrects and the site traffic here picks up again. Apparently a new group of angry, puzzled or fascinated followers cycle in every week or so to debate whether she’s real or brilliant satire. (Note to @peanutfreemom Googlers who found this post: She’s brilliant satire.)

I remain fascinated by the indignant, frothing rage of the people still responding with passionate anger at peanutfreemom. I understand if you’re at your kid’s basketball game, and some asshole parent is yelling obscenities at the refs and the kids on the other team, you might feel obligated to say something. You are physically confined to the space and the situation, so you have to intervene.

But on Twitter, nothing is easier than ignoring an obnoxious asshole, real or perceived. Yet people get so drawn in, and take it so personally, that they post tweet after angry tweet in hopes of defeating this evil mom in Massachusetts somewhere who they didn’t know (or think) existed the day before. I just love this kinda shit.