Showing posts with label Humor Appreciation 101. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humor Appreciation 101. Show all posts

Friday, March 05, 2010

Happy Belated Grammar Day, Everyone!


I have it on good authority that yesterday was officially Grammar Day. In honor of the day, at least one web site hosted a limerick contest. The winning entry naturally referred to the web site's owner [suck up!--Ed.], which didn't occur to me, but for the sake of posterity, I'd like to enshrine my own, non-winning entry here:

A woman accused of apostasy
Told grammar geeks to stop accosting me
Possessives ending in "s"
Can be plural; don't guess--
I'll tell you where to put your apostrophe.

Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

O, Canada!


I was half asleep, listening to (but not really watching) MSNBC's "Too Early" show this morning, when I heard what has to be the mother of all Olympic tie-ins. As part of its quest to bring us everything possible even remotely connected to the Vancouver Olympics, NBC's cable affiliate took a totally unscientific poll to discern who is the greatest Canadian of all time.

The suggestions apparently poured in. [There must be many, many more people awake at that hour than I can imagine.--Ed.] Neil Young made the list, as did the Canadian scientists/researchers who first developed insulin for human use (worthy nominees all). But according to MSNBC, the top three, in reverse order, are:

Bronze: Michael J. Fox
Silver: Dudley Do-Right
Gold: William Shatner

My eyes were now opened wide as I nearly fell out of bed, laughing. Any poll that has a lovable rascal, an animated naif, and the ultimate space cowboy as its top three is a poll whose results I can endorse!

Thursday, April 09, 2009

I Give Up!



I hate to admit this, but Burger King has actually made a commercial with that vile fake-headed Burger "King" character that is laugh-out-loud funny. It's for the new Kid's Meal with the Spongebob Squarepants toys . . . and Sir Mix-A-Lot. "I like square butts . . ." Who knew Baby's Got Back would have such longevity?

I must be losing my grip--every time I hear or see (or both) that ad, I collapse into gales of laughter.

It's too late for me, but it may not be too late for you. Turn off your TVs! Head for the hills! Run for your lives!

As for me, I'm going to go buy a couple of Kid's Meals to see if I can get at least the Spongebob and Patrick toys . . .

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Happy Birthday, Weird Al!



As Weird Al celebrates the 20th anniversary of his 29th birthday, let us all contemplate his unique talents.

OK, that didn't take long, did it?

But seriously: writing parodies of popular songs, parodies which themselves skewer popular culture, is not nearly as easy as it seems. I know whereof I speak. I have the itch to write such parodies, too, and I have to admit that I don't do it nearly as well as does Mr. Yankovic.

Nevertheless, I am offering my latest, in appreciation for a kindred spirit, as my tribute to Al's birthday [I cannot believe I am 2-years-plus older than he is.--Ed.]. Have a happy one, Mister White and Nerdy!

It's The Most Horrible Time Of The Year
(to be sung to the tune of the Christmas carol "It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year," written in 1963 by Eddie Pola and George Wyle)

It's the most horrible time of the year
With the endless campaigning
And no one explaining
How the heck we got here
It's the most horrible time of the year

There'll be speeches for hearing
And opponents for smearing and
Ads cutting into your favorite shows,
There'll be mud-slinging stories and
Tales of gory lies spread in campaigns of
Long, long ago

It's the most horrible time of the year

The incessant door-belling and
Robocalls are compelling me
To drink more beer . . .

With the lies and mud-slinging
Politicians are bringing
Us unending fear . . .

It's the most abhorrent time,
It's the most disgusting time,
It's the most horrible time of the year!

[copyright 2008, Eclectic Iconoclast
all rights reserved]

Friday, May 30, 2008

It's Hedley!

Count me among those who mourn the death last night of the comic actor Harvey Korman. Not only was he brilliant in some of Mel Brooks' best movies--as everyone reporting on his death has noted with a clip or two from Blazing Saddles--he was delightful to watch on TV in The Carol Burnett Show. So far, most reporters mentioning Korman's work there have used bits of the infamous "Went With the Breeze" sketch . . . wherein Carol famously made a dress out of curtains with the curtain rods still attached at her shoulders.

My own favorite Korman moments include every time Tim Conway's ad libs cracked Korman up. The harder he tried to fight losing it, the funnier he and Conway got. There's something delightfully infectious yet healing about such uncontainable guffaws.

My very favorite Korman moment, however, will always be one from a series of Burnett Show blackout sketches featuring twisted interpretations of songs from great American musicals. Korman, in plaid logging gear, entered the stage (decorated like a forest) belting out that Paint Your Wagon tune, "I Talk To The Trees." And several men in white coats with butterfly nets and a straightjacket come to take him away.

Heaven is a happier place today. Earth may not be, but at least we have the DVDs to console us.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Riddle Me This Redux

OK, so no one took the bait. Too bad. The answer is: They're all Cubs fans, unaware!

Don't blame me if you read this before you read the original "Riddle Me This."

Friday, April 25, 2008

Riddle Me This

What do the following people and characters have in common?

Capt. James T. Kirk -- "I want answers, Mister!"
"We need more power!"

Scarlett O'Hara -- "After all, tomorrow is another day."

Mick Jagger -- "I can't get no satisfaction."

Freddie Mercury -- "I want it all, and I want it now!"

Hamlet -- "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or by opposing, end them . . ."

The Bud Lite madness guy -- "Dude!"

Igor (from Young Frankenstein) -- "It could be worse. It could be raining."

Indiana Jones -- "It's not the years, kid--it's the mileage."

I'll give you a hint: think diamonds.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Baked Beans Are Off

I hope you have been watching "Monty Python's Personal Best" on PBS. It is a real joy to see humor that has stood the test of time. So far, individual episodes have focused on Eric Idle, Graham Chapman, John Cleese, and Terry Gilliam. I know many people who watched Monty Python when PBS first aired it in the 1970s and who enjoyed it just because it was silly . . . but there's much more to it than that. Monty Python aired some of the most potent social satire of the day. And while some of the political references may be dated (e.g., "Margaret Thatcher's brain"), the sketches are still funny.

Some of my personal "best of the best" sketches that have already aired include "The Lumberjack Song," "The Philosophy Department at the University of Wallamaloo," "Wink, Wink, Nudge, Nudge" (Eric Idle); "The Dead Parrot," "The Penguin on the Telly," "Spam" (Graham Chapman) [How can you NOT love a sketch that gave a name to a whole category of unwanted internet emails?--Ed.] ; "Confuse-A-Cat," "The Upper Class Twit of the Year" (John Cleese); and the entire hour of animation, but especially "Conrad Poohs and His Dancing Teeth" (Terry Gilliam).

One oddity: 3 of the 4 episodes aired so far have included "The Fish-Slapping Dance." Don't get me wrong: I adore "The Fish-Slapping Dance." When viewed in the context of other great confrontations, like Bugs Bunny's "The Rabbit of Seville," "The Fish-Slapping Dance" comments succinctly on the futility of arms races. But is it the best Monty Python sketch of all time? It's the only one so far to be included in its entirety in more than one episode. Maybe saying it's "the best" is a bit strong. Perhaps saying it's the "all-time favorite" of the Pythons themselves is better.

I eagerly await "Hell's Grannies," "The Killer Joke," "The Piranha Brothers," "The Spanish Inquisition," and "Election Night Special," among other gems yet to air. Heck, just thinking about them makes me giggle.

"Monty Python's Personal Best" also reminds me that: (1) "Saturday Night Live," notably in its first incarnation with the Not Ready for Prime Time Players, among other shows, owes an incalculable debt to the Pythons; and (2) even the Pythons owe a debt to Ernie Kovacs.

Kovacs did it first; Kovacs did it better (just imagine what he'd have been able to accomplish had he lived long enough to use more recent technologies); Kovacs knew whereof he spoke when he said "Television is a medium because it is neither rare nor well done."

"Monty Python's Personal Best" may be television, but it is rare, and it is very well done indeed. If you haven't been watching, see the additional airings. You won't regret it.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Riddle Me This

I was watching The Tonight Show last night, which featured Jay Leno's "Jaywalking" segment. In case you don't know, this is where Jay goes out on the streets of LA and asks people questions. The answers (the ones aired, anyway) are usually ludicrous, and very often really, really dumb.

There is some greater significance behind this, however. I'm just not sure what it is. Is Jay implying that this is OK because the viewing audience can pat itself on its collective back for being way smarter than these people? Or is Jay implying that it's OK to be a total idiot because it will get you on TV?

I do not think that the people "featured" are just smart-mouthing stupid answers to get their 15 minutes of fame. Frankly, none of them look smart enough to be that devious/clever.

No wonder Dubya is president. >>>shudder<<<

Monday, January 24, 2005

The Cliche Every Editorial Cartoonist Will Reject Today, I Hope

I can see it now: St. Peter, swinging wide the pearly gates and proclaiming, "He-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-re's Johnny!"

There will certainly be more laughter and sparkling conversation in Heaven today; on Earth, however, there is less.

God be with you, Mr. Carson. You did Nebraska proud.