One day two things happened. My container of Silly Putty became available, and I’d written a fake newscast I was ready to perform at a weekly sketch show. I’d created a news anchor character at a small network who was very concerned about low ratings.
She tried to enhance viewership during a live broadcast by filling the studio with 4 month old kittens. When that didn’t work she made an appeal. If the audience didn’t start goddam tuning in, they’d be responsible for putting a broadcaster out of a job, leaving her with just a pearl necklace and a Hot Pocket. She glared into the camera and vaguely suggested a knife was on the set. Continue reading →
I love this clip of Louis CK. During a Q&A after he was interviewed at the Paley Center, a woman said how much she loved his whole “f*** you” vibe and asked what attitude you should take when you’re in production.
Based on the tone of her question, I think he delivered an unexpected but really valuable answer. What do you think?
Thank you, internet, for this picture from Hangzhou
This is my interview with Hangzhou, China-based podcaster and entrepreneur, Rueben Marley. We talked about what sparks creativity, the comedy scene in China and my film, Slow Down to the Speed of Virginia.
We suspected a local bureaucrat of giggling while plugging and unplugging my Skype connection, causing adorable drop-outs. Good interview though! Rueben’s awesome; you can find him on LinkedIn.
Be on staff at a law firm. Deserve your great reputation as a valued team member.
Have a compartment or bin that locks. Hang on to that key. Keep it on your person.
Have a framed lithograph handy of a landscape painting by John Singer Sargent (a. you own it, b. it’s portable and c. it’s at work for some reason.)
When do people get in or leave? Look around furtively. Survey the scene. I say survey; you say surveil. If you’re surrounded by boatloads of litigators, then surveil it is.
One evening, go with a work friend to see comedian Patton Oswalt at a comedy club around the corner.
There could be a 2-drink minimum at said club.
One might need a restroom after mandatory drinking.
The office is without dispute around the corner.
After taking advantage of the beautiful facilities at work, why not remove an attorney’s coveted law diploma from the wall, lock it securely in an overhead bin, hang a landscape at a cocky angle then flee the scene?
I suppose one could have hung a Robert Mapplethorpe photo and made the same point. Life’s not only about billable hours, people. Why not hold a muscular pose for a while?
Live a little
Move paper weights, awards, plaques, pens, a stapler and a telephone to radically different spots on an Esquire’s desk. Be accused of fatally messing up an attorney’s discovery process for a pending matter. Laugh and deny everything. This will be familiar territory for the attorney.
If an attorney is, how can one be diplomatic, a white guy with photographs of his white family on display, doesn’t it make sense to sneak in a picture of a child of another race, inching her next to his kids’ photos? How much discovery has been disturbed now?