Hi, guys. Y'all know I love lj, but I'm trying out tumblr for In My Name stuff. I'm new at it, and I have very little clue how to make the most of it right now. Definitely not as intuitive as lj. But, then again, I've been using lj for, like 8 years. Anyway, check me out at tinyholidays.tumblr.com, and let me know your username here, so I can follow you or whatever people do on there.

Thanks!

Let me pleasure you.

John Hodgman's Blog

Or let me let John Hodgman pleasure you.

He doesn't do it every day, but the Hodg-Blog does the deed well.

HAHA get it?? This is innuendo!

By the by, there were a lot of fantastic things about MaxFunCon, but Hodgman's benediction, complete with ukelele, "Accentuate the Positive," and the traditional Passing of the Malort, was certainly a highlight. Hodgman knows what's up. Anyone who knows all the words to "Accentuate the Positive" and thinks "Don't mess with Mr. In-Between" is one of the greatest bits of lyric ever written knows what's up.



(Just in case you don't know what's up, friend.)

Another great set of words by Johnny Mercer. Thank god for Johnny Mercer. I'd love to do a Johnny Mercer show or album or something sometime someone something sometime. I mean, check out the provisional set list: "Lazy Bones," "You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby," "Satin Doll," "Jeepers, Creepers!," "Moon River," "Fools Rush In," "Charade," "That Old Black Magic," and "Skylark." WHAT A SHOW! And "Ac-Cent-Tchu-Ate the Positive," of course.

Today, friends, I have two steps for you.

1) If you're not listening to the podcasts of MaximumFun.org, fucking what are you doing?

2) If you are listening to the MaxFun podcasts, then do like I did, and donate! It's MaxFunDrive time!

Hey, y'all. It's been about a month and a half since I last posted. I just got back from MaxFunCon, where I had one of the greatest days ever and a super weekend in general.

I finished my second semester of my MA in English here in Montana, and... I'm ready to get out. I'm thinking about moving to Seattle or San Francisco. Like, soon. Like, ASAP. Figuring out how to make that feasible.

For all of you lj folk:



The first episode of The Maria Bamford Show. My hero. This weekend, she said some very sweet words about my stand-up routine. I am still riding the joy of that.

Happy 65th birthday, Eric Idle!

What's your favorite Eric sketch?

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Hey, y'all. I've been spending a lot of time over on the Filmspotting forums lately, and it has once again awakened my shame over being really unfamiliar with the westerns genre. So, I've planned a film marathon to fill the gap of my knowledge.

Here's the plan:

1. Stagecoach (1939)
2. Red River (1948)
3. High Noon (1952)
4. The Searchers (1956)
5. Rio Bravo (1959)
6. The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962)
7. The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)
8. Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)
9. The Outlaw Josey Wales (1976)
10. Silverado (1985)
11. The Proposition (2005)

And, since it's streaming on Netflix, I watched Stagecoach this morning.

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I feel as if I know these people.

Dear Skins writers,

We are not on speaking terms. Please do not try to contact me. What you have done is unforgivable. And you didn't even apologize or try to explain yourself. And I thought your bullshit in the 2nd season sucked. Turns out, you were just gearing up for more insanity. Jesus, how high can the death rate of teenagers be in Bristol? These are some seriously in danger young people. Oh, are you trying to show us that there are stakes? That the stakes are high on this show? Well, you can toe that line, but, when you step over it, you make what you're doing ridiculous. Congrats, you've accomplished that.

And, the thing is, I wouldn't be upset about the over-the-top melodrama if you hadn't been doing so well at staying grounded of late. What kills me is how you cradled me in your palm in the "Freddie" episode and then dropped me on a pile of clown knives in this "Effy" one. That? Before? And even up to the midpoint of this past episode? I connected with that. A lot. Too much for me to be comfortable. And I was proud of you for making me uncomfortable. But then you took that trust and respect that you had earned (back from all your previous fuck-ups) and you flipped it the bird and yelled "Fuck you! Fuck you for caring!" in its face. And that's not an okay way to treat people. And that's why I can't go back to you.

I hope you're happy.

--tinyholidays

PS: In the words of Sue Sylvester (who lives on a show that also has problems maintaining tone): "I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty-cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty-cat; and then on some dark cold night, I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face."

PPS: Thanks woodycakes for reminding me about 12x12. I did take the photos yesterday. I just have to get them onto my computer.