I'm taking a week off from Flashback. Blame it on an extended case of food coma and the fact I'm just really trying to enjoy this 5-day weekend I'm half-way through.
Instead, I'll post this clip.
Granted the folks who made the video are Canadian, I think it's perfectly applicable to America's food-eating holiday. A dead animal wrapped in another dead animal stuffed in another dead animal wrapped in another dead animal.
I'm glad they didn't fry it. If they had, I'd be cleaning my keyboard off right now.
That's it, I'm hitting the gym as the first order of business today. Who's with me?
"A party for black Harvard and Yale alums at a Boston club this weekend was shut down just after 11pm. Why? The club owner was concerned that a long line of black people outside would make the club look bad."
Details and a letter from "Michael and Kwame" at the link below.
And then there's the County's First Couple, the Johnsons.
Jack is the soon-to-be departed County Executive, a job he's held for the last 8 years, and Leslie is a representative-elect to the County Council. Think of them as a lower level, ethnic version of Bill and Hillary.
Except the Clintons haven't pulled anything like this. If you don't like your news in Taiwanese cartoon form, read the nitty-gritty here. Otherwise, enjoy:
I thought William Jefferson was stupid for taking the phrase cold, hard cash literally but 80 grand in a bra?
Come the f--k on.
At least the folks in P.G. County have a new exec coming into office after Thanksgiving and Leslie is being pressured to not take her new job.
I'm just wondering if either of them had heard of off-shore accounts? Switzerland? Pass-throughs? Some criminals need to step their money laundering game up.*
*=Of course, you're innocent until proven guilty. But once again, come the f--k on. This is some tomfoolery.
From time to time I go to young, professional black folk meetings. Given this is D.C., we get a lot of folks coming in from a number of places and it's always interesting to hear where people are coming from.
Most of the time people are from the same spots: Atlanta, Chicago etc.
Today, there were three people in attendance from Seattle, none of whom knew each other.
This coincidence struck me as kind of random. I know Seattle has a black population, my mom joined her sorority out there, but outside of that cop beating the girl a few months back, I don't really hear much about the Emerald City. These factors sparked this week's Flashback from that Seattle's favorite rap son.
I've become a sucker for that 808 sound so this Sir-Mix-A-Lot track sits well with me.
I must check out the "Broadway" of which they speak.
Which version of the Seward's Icebox would you you check out on TV? I know where my vote's going.
But seriously, Bristol beat out Brandy on DWTS even though Brandy scored better consistently. How the f--k did that happen? The interwebs think the Tea Party might have something to do with it; Bristol denies it.
Regardless, the amount of free media Palin gets is unmatched for a politico. (And yes, I realize I'm doing it right here) If she doesn't run for something, it would be a huge waste of time and the handouts ABC, TLC and Fox have given her and her family.
So at a minimum, look for a Palin Senate run in 2014.
You might ask, "What about running for President in 2012?"
I doubt it.
She'll have a job she'll like even better by then-- "American Idol" judge.
I've been watching a lot of 70's celebrity roasts, especially the ones hosted by Dean Martin. They're better than the ones on comedy central because you actually feel like these people were old friends who'd worked together for years.
Milton Berle on Lucille Ball
Jonathan Winters kept it classy and silly
Don Rickles kept it edgy and racist but still very funny
And in the end the roastee gets to be the roaster and have the last say, usually, as Johnny does here.
The cast and writers of The Richard Pryor Show did a roast for him after one of their seasons. I think it was their last. We've linked to this before because it was funny...but I've been watching it again and I think Richard actually destroyed his panel so much that by the end it wasn't even funny; it was just hard to watch.
Look at the panel as he rounds the corner. The audience is still laughing but by the end the people are just slumping in their chairs as if they can't take anymore.
And Richard is slow and deadly as he deals insult after insult. It was like watching that opening scene is Saving Private Ryan...you just want it to end but Richard won't end it until he's ready.