Comic for Tuesday, September 27th, 2005

Posted: 7:20 am, Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Oh, man, the Sox were rained out yesterday and have a doubleheader today, and my stomach will be in knots all day and I won't get a damned thing done all afternoon at the office because of it. Son of a *bitch*!

2.0 and I are going to see a taping of the Daily Show tonight, because I am the bullgod of trivia. Not sure who's on it yet, but looking forward to it an awful lot. I'm going to have Jon Stewart sign my chest if I have the chance.

I'm watching the Scorsese biopic of Dylan right now, and I'm digging it. It moves incredibly slowly - it's an hour and fifteen minutes into it right now, about half the film, and Dylan's only just recording. Scorsese's kind of glossed over how much of an inveterate liar Dylan was back in the day, although he's hinted at it a few times. I don't know if you'd know it if you didn't already know the story, though. There's some incredible footage from one of the earliest shows of his electric era, where the British folkies are all outraged at the fact he brought out a band and turned himself into a pop act. I'm not sure if it's a tape from the Royal Albert Concert Hall, but it may be. That show's Volume 4 of the Dylan Bootleg series, which is completely authorized and therefore the furthest thing from a bootleg, and I highly recommend it. I think the soundtrack to this flick is Volume 7 of the bootleg series, and I'm going to have to consider getting it, because there's some great old gems in this movie. An early recording of House of the Rising Sun (evidently, Dylan covered it from some folkie whose name I missed, and *then* the Animals did it), and a great early cut of Follow Me Down that was completely unlike what it sounds like in the recordings. Anyway, part two of this thing is on tonight, and I recommend it. Hearing Bob Dylan talk (in interview segments recorded in the past few years) is crazy, but seeing him when he was in his early 20s is even nuttier. Dear God, to be that young and to have already completely altered the musical landscape of forever with Like a Rolling Stone - which Scorsese uses to frame the film (as you can tell by the film's title, No Direction Home) by cutting from time to time to Dylan performing it in that early British show - it's just ridiculous to think of it. And, hey, here we go at an hour twenty and we're finally getting into his political side.

I'm writing this in the living room and it's raining, so the wi-fi is a bit wonky, so the links will be scarce today. Any Irish folks interested in a bit of schadenfreude, I recommend checking out mgoblog, where they're all on suicide watch. While Lloyd Carr is looking to overachieve on his Three-loss Lloyd moniker, Charlie Weis is getting ready to build an orphanage, patch up the levees in New Orleans, and pitch the nightcap for the Sox tonight. Hey, John Saunders, how about ND's class level now, shit for brains?

Sorry, I forgot John Saunders doesn't read this site.

OK, three things that caught my interest earlier in the day. The Denver Post writes an oddly friendly article about "Biblically accurate" tours of the Denver Natural History Museum. The curator takes it very well - if I were a scientist and I saw some crackpot leading a tour of children through the museum and telling them that man and dinosaur coexisted, I would probably commit a hatchet murder. Up next, Not-my-president is trying to do some damage control by hinting that maybe - maybe! - he'll pick a minority to fill the other empty seat on the Supreme Court. Somehow, women are considered a minority, which is a nice sign of how incredibly fucking backwards we are in this country. Oooh, nice live cut of A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall. What a horribly sad song. Anyway, it's a shame for shitweed that Condi's not a judge, because I'm sure he'd fall all over himself to nominate her if he could. She's not eligible, right? And by not eligible, I mean so incredibly not eligible that someone who's broken every rule of elections and appointments would still not even think about trying to convince people she's eligible. I hope she's that degree of ineligible. And, last one, the Poughkeepsie Journal - I know, what the hell? - has a nice article about the ridiculous cost of rock shows these days. $168 to see the Stones? What? Seriously? And I thought the forty-five a pop we paid for Beck tickets for a show next weekend was a bit steep. Of course, I'm the guy who says one of his biggest regrets in life was not flying to Chicago and getting a ticket for any cost to the final Pumpkins show. I guess I have no point. Again. Fifty-fourth week running! Whoo!

OK, I think that's enough of me. Watch the Dylan thing, it's quite good.

bullfrog

E, I'm going to demand you renounce the Virginia bar if this happens... http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/a rticle/2005/09/26/AR2005092601991.html

Oh, man, Aragorn is on the Daily Show tonight! Screw Jon Stewart, I'm having him sign my chest.

What is that, MNP, the Washington Post's version of Jackie Harvey's the Hollywood Outsider? Brutal.

J.

Would you like me to bring a DVD for Viggo to sign instead? I'm not all the comfortable with him signing your chest. If so, Fellowship, Return, or 2 Towers?

Geez, you're not comfortable? How do you think *he* would feel? M'ise well bring the Return of the King - he's the king, after all. I kind of doubt a meet and greet, but, hell, Viggo's cool, maybe there will be.

I'm sure you'll rest easier at night, but i do not believe supreme court justices have *any* requirements for the job.

Well, hell, let's get Brownie off the federal dole and back amongst the ranks of the working!

I could always bring my Islamic Art notebook.

I am a jackass. I clearly hate No"T"re Dame and I can no longer even attempt to appear impartial, even though I host probably the most widely watched weekly college football broadcast. I'm not even sure why I keep making race an issue when clearly Ty and his (lack of coherent) offensive philosophy just plain sucked! I wish Reggie Ho would come kick my ass. Please Reggie, give me the beat down that I deserve!

As a word of explanation, "John Saunders" recently gave up coffee.

don't sweat the doubleheader, papi and manny have us going in the right direction, 2-0, 1 out top 1st!

And we're all tied going into the night's action. Would've rather sent Wake out for the eighth, but I guess the logic is that he's pitching on short rest this weekend so why risk anything..

harold reynolds made a pretty good point on espn, for the logic of flip-flopping the wake/schill 2-game sets; get the blue jays to get used to the knuckler in the 1st game, that'll throw 'em off for the 2nd game.

i anticipate #38 to be huge tonight. especially in light of today's bs:

http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/a rticles/2005/09/27/painful_season_eats_at_schilling/

well, that fat ass #38 couldn't possibly be "small" tonight.