Southland Copyright Violation
Ralph from Bad Dreams actually survived and got a job in a pantyhose factory.
Thanks to Tim H for the initial copyright violation.
Oh. My. Goodness.
So this is Tom Jones with CSN&Y. This made my day. Thanks, Farley Farley Farley!
When you’re young (i’ll be fifty in exactly one year, thanks), you have this idea that the music you like is better than the music you don’t like or some other genre. See “disco sucks” or “death to all but metal”.
If you’re lucky, you learn early on (I didn’t) that good music is good music. This clip is one of the great things about music. I won’t attempt to define it.
“sweat act”
Definition of a “sweat act” in the showbiz.
Gazing into the eyes of a charlatan
I received an email by mistake… well maybe it WASN’T A MISTAKE!!! MAYBE IT WAS THE GAZE!?!?!
What the hell am I talking about?
I’m talking about a genius, people. I’m talking about a charlatan who doesn’t even fucking talk. He “gazes”. People pay to stare.
Here, you’ll get to see an actress getting an opportunity to cry on camera:
He’s a genius.
Since he says nothing, he makes no claims. All of the claims are made by his followers. He just stands there while other people collect the cash.
Genius.
Holy fucking shit, people. Holy, fucking genius fucking charlatan shit.
*edit*
I can’t stop!!!
WARNING: DO NOT PIRATE BRACO! 7 SECOND RULE IN EFFECT! DO NOT PIRATE BRACO!!!
Sadness
A redundant post, but it’s my blog. Why are you reading it, anyway.
Jon Stewart
I figure if I put that in the title more people would read.
I’m not a jon stewart fan. Apparently, I would be, but I’m not. To me, and based on a total of 20 minutes of viewing time, he’s a big, cynical, smirk and I don’t get it. The jack black of politics.
I know, I know, I’m wrong.
But…
simple and hilarious
I came verrrrry close to having an episode watching this.
Joey Fatone sings my song (1/2 my song)
I am so famous and relevant.
Here’s Joey Fatone from that boyband, nsync, i think… onstage with Steel Panther singing the tune I wrote with them.
enron II – electric boogaloo
Thanks to Hernan on myfriendfacespacebookster, and his superior search skills, location of the Enron commercial I did has been, um, located.
See how happy I am to be getting paid to spout principles I actually believe. Also, moving my head around like Clooney on Ecstasy.
Oh, Enron… why were you such awful bastards?
Funny audition story about this gig, too. Was supposed to wear a suit. It was summer. Over 90f. I wore shorts and a t-shirt. When the CD said “tell me about yourself” I said “oh, man *that* question… Fuck, I don’t know… I’m an unemployed actor trying to get a gig on a commercial… what else?”
I think it was almost three months later when I got the call.
The technique never worked again. I tried.
“Dean, can you tell me about the audition today? What happened in there?”
Elena Verdugo
One of the many benefits of hooking up with my most awesome bride is her family. I’m fortunate to actually love my mother in law and Jessie’s grandparents, Elena & Rosie are wicked cool.
Elena is Elena Verdugo. If you are old enough to remember Marcus Welby MD., you know who she is. If you’re old enough to remember Abbot & Costello meet Frankenstein, you know who she is. Yeah. Totally awesome.
Our friend, RRG, just sent us an episode of Celebrity Bowling Elena Verdugo and Ed Asner “competing” against Lorreta Swit and Gavin McLeod (guess when it was shot). Here are some screen caps.
The cool “tricycle” thing is one of the prizes. The announcer says that you can “help ecology” by using one.
I guess it worked, because the impending ice age never came.
- Elena Verdugo readies herself














