Stuff I Laughed at This Weekend….

…cause if you can’t be funny, why not link to stuff that is…

Saturday Night Live was not spectacular, but it did have some solid highlights, from Tina Fey (across the board – nearly everything she did was funny) to Mike Huckabee on Weekend Update.  Sadly, Adam Samberg’s Digital Short was not that funny – it fell into the “Cats with Lasers” category.  This was the highlight, though:

(This is from – the Fox/NBC site that shows what a TV “new media” website should be.  I’ve got some invites to the private beta if you email me.)

Also, after the Oscars (Jon Stewart – great, most everything else blech), Jimmy Kimmel posted his response to the viral video from a few months ago by Sarah Silverman. It is here, with a recap of the first video:


And just for good measure, the original Sarah Silverman video:


Summer Musings and Attempts to Be Clever

There are so many things to blog about, and so many things that I cannot.

  • We took Brad to camp this past weekend.  An attempt to Mapquest the route reads “Drive to the middle of nowhere. Go 30 miles past that.’  The first place we stopped very peaceful, until we heard the distant call of banjo music and pig squealing.  Being good parents, we did not leave him there.  When we finally arrived, the camp was a really nice place on the New River, and he will be spending the first week rock climbing, spelunking (insert your own joke here), and living in a tent from the Korean War.  Not exactly my cup of tea, but he will love it.  Search teams are on call.  See you on CNN.
  • My parents are moving out of their home of the past 21 years, a home that was my grandparent’s home for the 45 years prior.  While one would assume that everyone is sad about selling the family home, we’re all too busy wanting to kill each other.  My parents, bless their hearts, think that because all of their children and grandchildren live in the triangle, we can do this like a move out of the fraternity house – “Let’s get the pledges to do all the heavy lifting – and let’s get them to pick up some food too”  The past month of Saturdays have been spent throwing away, packing, and arguing.  It’ll be a real shame when they finally get moved, and Mom throws Dad out.
  • We did get to go to the beach for almost a week with the in-laws.  We had a nice time, with the exception of our dining experience at the Channel Marker.  For further details about the week, see the second half of my introduction above.

A very funny joke

Coach K had put together the perfect Duke team, the only piece he was missing was a great shooting guard. He had scouted all the high schools and even the junior colleges, but he couldn’t find the ringer shooting guard who would ensure a NCAA Basketball title.

Then one night, while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Baghdad. In the background, he spotted a young Iraqi soldier with truly incredible aim. He threw a hand grenade straight into a 15th-story window from 200 yards away. Ka-boom! He threw another hand grenade into a group of 10 soldiers 100 yards away. Ka-blooey! Then a car passed, going 90 mph. He lobs one through the open sun roof. Bulls-eye!

“I’ve got to get this guy!” Coach K said to himself. “He has perfect aim and I can train him in the fundamentals of basketball!”

Coach K brings him to the States, teaches him the great game of basketball and Duke goes on to win the NCAA Basketball Championship. The young Iraqi wins the Tournament MVP and is named the AP Player of the Year. When Coach K asks him what he wants, all the young man wants to do is to call home and speak with his mother.

“Mom,” he says into the phone, “I just won the NCAA Basketball championship.”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” the old woman says, “You deserted us! You are not my son.”

“I don’t think you understand, Mother!” the young man pleads. “I just won the greatest sporting event in the world. I’m here among thousands of my adoring fans.”

“No, let me tell you,” the mother retorts, “at this very moment, there are gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week and this week your sister was raped in broad daylight.” The old lady pauses and then tearfully says, “I’ll never forgive you for making us move to Durham.”