Gilda Radner story

January 17, 2011

I don’t know if this story is true, but it was just posted on this blog as a comment on that Gilda Radner / Steve Martin dance duet I posted a couple months ago, and it’s kinda sweet.

Here I am on MLK Day 2011 remembering Gilda. It was a Friday in 1978, and at 26 I had just finished the drive from Los Angeles to NYC. The goal was to be in the audience for SNL the next day.

I walked from the Americana Hotel to a deserted Rockefeller Center, arriving about 11pm. I hadn’t slept in the previous 36 hours. The guard under the NBC marquee let me know if I wanted tickets to be in line by 6am Saturday morning. Dismayed that might not happen due to my extreme fatigue, I walked over to the solitude of the taxi stand for a ride back to the hotel.

Suddenly Gilda appeared like an angel, full of energy, and stood close beside me. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a joint, asking her if she would like to get high. She grabbed it, and we vanished into the night in the back of that cab smoking, telling stories, and having a good old time. When we parted in front of the Americana about 6am after bar-hoping (including Woody Allen playing sax) she handed me her last pass for the evening’s performance, hosted by Steve Martin and including the wonderful “Dancing in the Dark.”

I have never been the same since. I imagine you are with Lucile Ball performing comedy skits in heaven. God bless you Gilda, and thank you again for a wonderful time. You left us way too soon.

Thanks, “enkidu”.

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Gilda Radner and Steve Martin: Dancing in the Dark

November 11, 2010

Here’s a fantastic, classic SNL sketch; Gilda Radner and Steve Martin’s Dancing in the Dark.

So many things to love here. First of all, they can both really dance, and it’s equally fun to be impressed at their grace as to laugh at their silliness. And it’s so great to see a silent sketch like this. So much sketch comedy devolves into talking heads; it’s fun to see physicality. It’s beautifully-rehearsed and precise. And the punchline at the end is so satisfying.

I always forget that Gilda Radner died so young- she should totally still be alive and guest-starring on TV shows; what a sad loss.

Here, go watch this for three gorgeous minutes.
Thanks to Ali Eisner for facebooking this!


When I was your age, carrots were bigger, and better behaved.

September 9, 2010

So, um, yeah. I don’t really know what to say about this. This is really a thing.

I watched the video and I had to check the link to make sure it wasn’t a SNL fake ad, but, nope.

I mean, I can get really, truly, excessively, excited about people eating vegetables. Some of my best friends eat vegetables. I was even into it back in university. But is this the best way to promote veggies? Shopping-cart-cliff-jumping through machine gun fire? Explosions?

Extreme Pterodactyl?

Does this really make you want a carrot?

Oh, sorry, marketing execs and focus groups, you were saying— it does? Okay, carrots, you win. I’m just gonna go over into this corner and shrivel up and rock for awhile. Pay me no mind.

[devour].


Sarah Palin reduced to gibberish by Katie Couric’s unrelenting niceness

September 30, 2008

Sometimes I find politics hard to crack into. It seems like there’s so much backstory, and I have no hope of ever catching up. Not so the Palin saga, she has no backstory! She’s like a fresh new baby and I know almost everything there is to know about her after only a couple minutes a day.

Here’s Palin’s second big interview, with hard-nosed journalist Katie Couric. Couric graciously gives Palin a chance to clear up some of the gaffes she made in her first big interview with Charlie Gibson, and Sarah Palin takes the opportunity to … um… re-iterate the same meaningless answer she gave last time and sound like a total idiot once again.

I'll ramble, you blink.

Tina Fey and Amy Poehler: I'll ramble, you blink.

The cherry on top of this brown sundae is that SNL does us all a solid once again, by immediately calling upon Tina Fey and Amy Poeher to hurry up and make it hilarious.