Go Get Him Kremlore!

In sad news, these fine folks will not be getting much sleep over the next few days since Gary Gygax, creator of the role playing game Dungeon’s and Dragon, died on Tuesday.

And now we sit and wait as the reports to police stations pour in as suburban teenage boys all over the country fall on their own swords.

Bugbear, Orc, and Giant Eagle could not be reached for comment.

(Hey! That was fun!)

.el sway

Benny & Joon (Mikey).

By now you probably are not aware of the budding feud between Lord Mikey Angels and our very own sketch villain Benny Hill. It’s not necessarily worth reading up on, but our “hero,” Mikey, adds this to the most uncomfortable of comment conversation:

And me? I accepted because jackasses like yourself visit his page and then post funny little blogs with my name in them boosting my SEO presence and double my client returns.

You’re welcome. Yes, we fully endorse this man’s web-makings. He found our blog by “google searching” himself, so he clearly knows how to do that. Have him build yer webbie!

Now, Ben, in his typical fashion returned this sore volley with a stock response from the Ben files:

Anyways, thanks again for the response. Much better than the usual sycophantic “You guys are funny!” feedback from our little circle of NYC cronies. As for Lee Evans, I’m not familiar with him at all. I’ll have to check him out, and then meditate real hard on the feasibility of our two-decades-too-late comedic endeavor.

You guys are not cronies! Certainly I can speak for Ben when extend warm wet one for all those, Nando, who were offended by that statement.

Better?

Let’s move on then.  I have some important posting to do here!  Somewhere there is a joke that does not need to be over analyzed by some dude who has a penchant for google searching his name.  Forgiveness, please.

Cheers, now.

.el sway

Must. Justify. Existence.

Goddamn it!

Isn’t this always the case? I log into this here blog with a real good idea of what to write, but then get sidetracked by some trivial diversion (in this case, responding to a comment left by my new hero/enemy Mikey Angels. See the Don Rickles post).

So now it’s past midnight, and I’d rather be winding down after a long day of writing about baseball and doing the laundry (21st Century middle-class urban American existence is tough, ain’t it?). But I feel obligated to put something up on this blog, both because I’d like to stay active as a”comedy” writer, and because I don’t want to stand idly by as lolabrigada.com becomes a third-rate Wire tribute site.

So what should I write about? In trying times like this, I’m going to have to go with what I know: Weird Al!

Specifically, I will now review his first three albums in haiku form.

Weird Al Yankovic (1983)

Hark! A new talent!/Mad and Dr. Demento/influence greatly

In 3-D (1984)

“Eat It” was a hit/but please do not overlook/first polka medley

Dare To Be Stupid (1985)

Classic title track/stylistic spoof of devo/I cry tears of joy

Okay, I can go to bed happy now. Thanks for making the disconnected musings of a nearly 30-year-old man-child a part of your internet itinerary on this fine mid-March Wednesday.

Ben