Do you like magic? No. I LOVE it.

Haw haw haw! Fooled you! The Terry Pratchett book signing was last week! So here I sit with a still-unsigned copy of Good Omens and apparently the onset of some degenerative brain disease. Hopefully nobody tried to go on the basis of that blog entry. And if you did, hopefully you didn’t drag somebody out of work and halfway across the city for a no-show. I’m feeling like such a moron I’m going to do the rest of this one like Jackie Harvey from The Outside Scoop.

Item! People have been saying that “Arrested Development” is great for a long time now but I never believed it. Even after watching their little mini-marathon a while back with Martin Short on it (which was damn funny, I don’t care what anybody says). But after watching last night’s episode (“For British Eyes Only”), I’ve finally come around to realizing this is the best comedy on TV.

I mean, I could watch 30 minutes just of Portia di Rossi doing the chicken dance and still be plenty entertained, but they actually add jokes and stuff. “Has anyone in this family even seen a chicken?” The Rumsfeld/Hussein photo. Dave Thomas giving an international phone number via flash cards. Wee Britian and the Itsy Bitsy IRA. “At that moment he was struck by something from his childhood.” “I think they came for the free chicken,” and then the people all bend over for the chicken feed! And all that was before “We’re not here to talk nonsense to Bob Loblaw.” I don’t care if I am coming late to the party asking if I can play too; this is awesome.

Item! I was watching “The Daily Show” tonight and was reminded of why I don’t shave. I end up looking like a cross between John Flansburgh of They Might Be Giants, and Ed Helms. Eh, whatever. Considering the alternative, I guess I’ll put up with the Daily Show comments for a while. Better than being called “distinguished,” which I actually was called and which everybody know just means “old.”

Item! Serenity opens this weekend! I’m totally going to see it! If it’s not sold out and there’s not a long line! I just don’t know what to dress up as, since there’s no equivalent of Boba Fett, and Blue Sun T-shirts are just played out.

Item! Mike Doughty formerly of Soul Coughing is still playing at The Independent this weekend, this time I swear to God I got the date right. I’m going to see that too!

Item! My second post for SFist is up today. The usual day for these things is Friday, but it turned out there were enough news links from the past couple of days to fill up a column. Plus, they’re kind of fun to write.

6 thoughts on “Do you like magic? No. I LOVE it.”

  1. I didn’t really get the Ed Helms similarity until I saw that nipple clamp photo.

    HAHAHAHAHAHA!

    The “Arrested Development” chicken dance is awesome. I could watch every member of the Bluth photo doing the chicken dance–each in their own special way–all day. But Gob’s is my personal favorite.

  2. “I can’t believe I got the date wrong. Sorry about that Mac.”

    “That’s okay, it’s not big deal.”

    “Hey, let’s stop at Ben & Jerry’s!”

    “… You do remember that I’m lactose intolerant, right?”

    I think this was all part of Chuck’s plan to taunt me with things I cannot have.

  3. To Mac: Dude, you’ve known me long enough to know I’m special-needs. I want ice cream! Disneyland! DISNEYLAND!

    To Larry: I didn’t know that. I’d totally want to go, except that I already bought his new book and wouldn’t be able to get a ticket. Plus Michael Chabon is going to be there and I’m afraid that if he started reading he would, much as a seasoned orator becomes impassioned with his words, spoken with conviction before the throng of people yearning, as a plane-crash survivor yearns for companionship, for the ideas conveyed by his words, and that I, as a reader, lured by the signature that proves I have met the man making the words, would become buried, much as a plane-crash survivor returned to the hospital becomes buried under plaster and gauze and well wishes, under the weight of his subordinate clauses, and would fall asleep before he’d finished his first paragraph.

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