You're link is particularly apt, bon bon, as I can't stop watching despite my better judgment.
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The websnark article left out the part where there's a couple hack writers who get credit despite not writing anything (Matt Albie writes all the sketches, natch, because that didn't make Dave Chappelle crazy) that seems clearly to represent the Rick Cleveland thing. The name of one of them is Ricky Tahoe.
ETA: oh, yeah, and I read somewhere that the plot of the episode before the last couple where the writer who can't get anything on steals something from a standup, everyone laughs, and he gets caught? That's from Jay Mohr's book.
My Hands Are Bananas.
A tragic tale, told in techno. In German.
Huh. Well that's, um....
I updated the page to include the photos that lead up to "getting pinked." So completely not my fault. Grrrr!I messed up my bookmarking last night (how in the world?), relinkify me?
Jess: [link]
I just hurt myself laughing. For real. I threw my head back and bonked it on my chair.
Scene? Still funny.
Jess: [link]
AWESOME.
Random people keep wishing me a Happy Halloween. I must look like a celebrator.
bon bon -- Heh, that one is actually covered by someone in the comments, though!