Andy Daly at MaxFunCon 2011
As Jerry O’Hearn, a parody of hack comedians.
This is still one of my favorite comedy moments from last year.
In less than two weeks we meet again on the mountain, MaxFunCon 2012 begins, and we’ll make some s’mores with Maria Bamford and John Hodgman (this is a video I forgot I made).
Today I invented a new rule: if the person you’re thinking about doesn’t love comedy or making awesome things, find a better person to think about.
Almost death.
My Favorite Version
A couple of weeks ago, my friend Merlin posted a video of a 10,000-member choir singing the “Ode to Joy” section of Beethoven’s Symphony Number Nine.
It’s pretty nice, and impressive even that they got everyone to sing the right notes at the same time.
But some of us prefer a slightly pared-down version, you know? One with a little more raw, spare power. One that compels the listener to actively fill in the gaps.
Here’s my favorite performance of the work. Sadly the performer is lost to history—there’s no credit for the ring tone on my daughter’s “Soony”-brand toy cell phone.
As I sit here having a rather important text-based internet chat with a colleague, I come to realize that this fucking guy is the cause of at least 75 percent of the anxiety in the world.
cant stop watchin flailin gloves
Put This On outtakes, 2010.
Remember that episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation where Picard asks Data how old Chelsea Handler is and Data responds with characteristic unnecessary exactitude?
My web filter at my church. I thought this was funny.
Unfortunately, this appears on a surprising number of forms in my life:
Reason: Alcohol - Alcohol
