Have you ever accidentally typed “goo” into the Google search window? (You know, Google was there before you thought it was…and you started typing the URL again?)
Well, I did today and discovered The World of Goo.
There they are….just looking at me.
Now, you’re all probably way cooler than I am and already know about the goo balls. Play the game on your iPhones all the time. Damaged your index finger years ago from all the repetitive motion the game requires.
I just downloaded the free demo and am pretty sure I should stop right there. It is way too addictive for me.
So, I’m putting on my socks this morning — newly washed yesterday, gotta love freshly laundered clothes — and when I unrolled them, they were inside out.
And I put them on that way.
Now, I do this a lot.
Inside out socks do not bother me a bit. The only time I might take the extra time to turn them right side out is when I am headed to the airport and know that my socks are going to be on display in a most public way.
Guess who’s going to be hosting another show on television this fall?
One of Craig’s guests mentioned it on Late Late Show Monday; he confirmed it; and the Google machine had the detes.
Celebrity Name Games is based on the board game “Identity Crisis.” Contestants partner with celebrity guests to guess famous identities from clues provided. And with Craig as host, you know there will be lots of improvised fun.
It’s syndicated, so cross your fingers that it will be showing in your market.
I have often dreamed — and schemed –about winning the lottery.
How I would react. What I would buy. How my life would change.
This week I won the Powerball — albeit $4, but a win nonetheless — and learned something new to add to my imaginary lottery list:
How my family would glom onto me.
I won a lousy four bucks, and they all wanted a piece. I mean, after the $2 ticket price, the profits wre slim to none. But they still wanted their cut. So if I won a multi-million dollar jackpot, it seems pretty clear…
I did a spit take this morning — not on purpose, you understand.
It was Wayne’s fault.
I was working in the living room and Let’s Make a Deal was on TV.
That show be crazy.
If you haven’t watched Deal since the Monty Hall days, there are still bad costumes, big boxes, curtains, envelopes of cash and ZONKS. But Brady and his crew have given it a touch of improv that gives you the sense it could all go off the rails — and sometimes does — at a moment’s notice.
They sing. They dance. They do sketches, often using the audience members as part of the fun. I like having the TV on while I’m working for the background noise, but I gotta admit –
As your days on Late Night wind down and you prepare to take over the storied seat behind the TonightShow desk, I want to offer a word of advice.
(As someone who has watched you grow and change on LNJF…and who watches all your late night competitors, too.)
Pare down your monologue.
It used to be short. I can remember early monologues that were five jokes. Maybe that was too quick, but now your opening is too long. The quality of the jokes has improved, but it’s still not your strong suit. You know what is –
Games. Music. Sketches. Long-form pieces. And your relationship with the celebs you’ve invited…but currently rush in and out because you don’t have any time.
Late Night with Jimmy Fallon just keeps finding more and more ways to get their audience involved in the show.
Hashtags. Screen grabs. Instagrams.
The show producers always pick the funniest ones…and who doesn’t like the idea of maybe seeing their idea on the show?
But think about it — we are creating content for Jimmy. Entire segments of the show. He gets thousands of entries, all written by us — the audience — for free. Oh well, it does give him and his staff more time to focus on new parody songs, shows and series.