my favorite old men.

I spend a good amount of time yesterday catching up on my HBO shows, Curb Your Enthusiasm and Bored to Death (I would have included Dexter but it's on Showtime, duh.) Curb Your Enthusiasm has always been one of my favorite shows, mostly because Larry David and my dad are pretty much the same people. By that I mean that they can be complete assholes at the most inappropriate times, but somehow it's funny. My dad won't watch the show because it makes him uncomfortable, which is maybe for the best. Anyway, the episode this week was particularly hilarious (and this whole season has probably been the best ever), especially since Marty Funkhouser was in it and delivered the best joke I've heard in so long.



So after a spectacular showing by Marty Funkhauser and LD, I wanted to catch up on Bored to Death. I'd missed the last four episodes since the show wasn't really keeping my interest enough to even remember to record them anymore, but I decided to give it a second chance, and was duly rewarded. Zach Galifinakis has finally started to be funny (how he had failed to be funny before escapes me), Jason Schwartzman's character finally stopped being so annoying, and somehow I developed a crush on Ted Danson as stoner/wealthy magazine editor. Don't judge me! Episode six, "Case of the Beautiful Blackmailer," was definitely my favorite. Galifinakis and Danson finally meet and eventually become friends over their shared love for weed. I don't want to give too much away, but there is a fight involving a pony-on-a-stick toy named Janet. It should not be missed. The cameos on the show are great, too. So far I've seen Patton Oswalt, John Hodgman, Oliver Platt, Jenny Slate, and the list goes on. For some reason I particularly enjoyed Samantha Bee as one of the lesbians unknowingly given Galifinakis' sperm. I can't find any really great clips from the episodes since HBO is apparently crazy rights protections, so this is what you get.





Now tell me you don't think Ted Danson is attractive.

Okay, fine. Well I still do.

Bill Cosby is amazing.

So I was an old person tonight and watched PBS. They were showing a Bill Cosby tribute for his receiving the Mark Twain Prize for Humor. I really do love Bill Cosby so I had to watch it. Plus, Sinbad was going to speak, and I wanted to see how spending the last 15 years in a cave had treated him. Anyway, the presenters were only so-so, but it was all about Cosby, so it didn't really matter. The clips they chose from Cosby's career, however, were spot-on. I feel like I had to share a couple in case somehow you missed out on happiness and have never seen his greatest skits.

This one is a little long at 10 minutes, but definitely worth it.


A song by Len Chandler, popularized by Bill Cosby

Andy Rooney.

Andy Rooney has slowly become my favorite person in the world. I'm not sure how to explain it, but I've had an obsession with him for pretty much as long as I can remember, mainly because I can't believe he's a real person. Some of his "revelatory observations" are so appallingly obvious that it's hard to believe sometimes. The best example I can find is where he says, "I think I’ve noticed one cosmic change in what people are doing. It is my observation that people are carrying more stuff than they used to." He actually said that. On television. Where he's paid to say things like that. The piece could only be called, "Andy Rooney on Carrying Things", and one would think that while 60 Minutes uses Andy for a 'lighter' ending to the show (I guess), they might want him to say something that doesn't sound (and look) like it's coming from your paw-paw. I'm not asking for anything of serious journalistic heft, just something a little more interesting, perhaps? I already know that people read books.

Similarly, I've developed a fanatical devotion to @Andy__Rooney on Twitter. He (I'm always hoping it really is Andy) hardly ever posts anymore, but the previous posts are hilarious. Examples: "Lately, I've been sleeping all day and staying up all night. Sometimes I read; mostly I sit an an old upright chair and stare at the wall." Followed by, "They're amazing, walls. They hold up the roof, but they're also handy for hanging pictures. I like that." You can't beat that.



My hands-down, all-time favorite Tracey Ullman skit is one involving her as Andy. I can't explain it, you'll just have to watch it to understand it's hilarity.

just felt like sharing.

K, thanks.

celebrity trash.

Okay, it really is celebrity trash, but its a parody, so that means it doesn't count, right? Right?

Full show pilot is here. Password is "whippedbutter" (seriously).

a lil scary, but hilarious.

So. This kids mom has deleted his World of Warcraft account. That's kinda all you need to know.



Best moment: the kid trying to put the remote up his ass.

well, yeah.

In the midst of my summer school induced boredom this week, I couldn't really keep my mind to my studies and basically just thought of a bunch of random stupid stuff that for some reason I've decided to share. First off, I have no idea where "beachball sunset" came from, other than inside my little confused head. I guess I thought about the beautiful Galveston beach today? Nah. Anyway, not really sure what I'm going to put up on here. The only thing I'm really sure about is that you probably should be doing something better with your time than reading this. In that same vein, I should probably be doing something better with my time than writing this, but that's probably not going to stop me. If I'm not writing, it just means I'm too lazy to get off the couch and stop watching Law and Order or something equally intellectual.

Okay, first post. My parents have been really into going to festivals around Texas lately. It started with the more innocent "catfish fry" and "crawfish boil" type events, but has slowly spiraled down into the world of Polka Festivals. My dad is Czech and he was around it as a kid, and now apparently he feels some impending sense of mortality and has decided to reconnect with his roots. That's what I hope, I guess. Anyway, my mom, in typical mom fashion, got my dad a shirt for Father's Day that reads: "Yak she mash, I'm Czech". Very original, I know. The shirt looks entirely too big for him, so at least he has an excuse not to wear it. Okay, so what I thought was mildly amusing was the fact that they are planning on going to another Polka/Czech/Old People event in the future, something called "West Fest". I was for some reason delighted by this, even though its really dumb. Here you go: http://www.westfest.com/. I'm just hopeful that FPH West Fest starts leaning towards traditional Moravian costumes and kolache fun-runs.

Update: He wore it.