Tag Archives: sense of humor

Keep calm and don’t carry on

I’m watching the Tony Awards, hosted by the phenomenal Neil Patrick Harris, and as always I am blown away by his ability to do it all. Sing. Dance. Tell a joke. Perform magic. And, most importantly…

Have a sense of humor about it all.

But once the Tony winners start taking the stage, that goes right out the window.

judith lightTake the lovely Judith Light, who won the Tony for Best Featured Actress in a Play.

She graciously thanked everyone in the American Theatre Wing, the voters, her cast and crew, the box office workers, her family, her manager and agent, etc, etc.

And then she started talking to the theatre community.  Got all hyper-earnest and intense.  You could see sweat start to glisten on her upper lip, and veins pop out on her forehead.

And I just wanted to say, “Judith, chill.  Let’s get some perspective here.”

I mean, I had a letter to Sports Illustrated published in the mailbag of the June 10th issue, and you don’t see me standing on a street corner making speeches about it.

(Maybe tomorrow.)

Say it isn’t so

This is my final Twilight saga movie review.  No doubt my friend Tina is already poised to type the words “Barf.”

I wonder if she is feeling sentimental, too.

I saw Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2 last night at a special early screening.  I was curious if director Bill Condon could pull together a fitting end to the series, since he  had already used in my estimation all the ‘good stuff’ from the final book in Part 1.

The audience at the early show was pumped, but there was none of the mania of years past.  I’d like to think we’ve all matured a little.

The film has, too.

The screenplay has a sense of humor.  It was funny…on purpose.  And at times also sweet and sad.

Part 2 also features vampire Bella.  For all the critics who have slammed her character for being weak and codependent, come see her being seriously bad-ass. To everyone.  All she needs is a bow-and-arrow and ‘luck forever in her favor.’

Most importantly, Part 2 is action-packed and full of surprises.  I haven’t made this much noise watching a movie in ages — the vampire battle is shocking and strewn with death.

Even if you’re not a big Twilight fan, I strongly recommend you come see how it all ends.

Epic?  Indeed.

Basket case

If you watch Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson with any regularity — and you know I certainly do — you’ve no doubt noticed…

The fruit basket

It’s Craig’s new way to bid guests good-bye.  Instead of an awkward pause or a big cash prize or a harmonica duet, guests are sent on their way with the exotic fruit of their choice.

After Craig makes an innuendo or two.

Well, today I discovered a new fruit that absolutely needs to be added to that basket.  Heck, you could fill the whole thing with ‘em — they are that perfect for Craig’s sense of humor.

Meet the rambutan.

It grows in Southeast Asia, looks like a cousin of the Audrey II in Little Shop of Horrors, and is reportedly sweet and sour and slightly grape-like and gummy to the taste.

But I’m pretty sure Craig would just be excited that they look like little hair balls.

Creepy alien-looking hairy balls.

Sweet justice

I taught class today at Boston University and grabbed a PopTart from the vending machine for lunch so I could do some work in the library.

One of my students said I was eating “cardboard.”

When I admitted they were better heated, she countered “Then they taste
Iike warm cardboard.”

Ouch.

Is this what the healthy eating craze has wrought? A generation that doesn’t appreciate the guilty pleasure that is the PopTart? Who spurn people who occasionally choose diet soda over water at every meal?

Where is their sense of food fun? Of taking a cheat meal or cheat day? Have we done such a good job of teaching them good nutrition that they have lost their food sense of humor?

I think somebody needs some Sour Skittles.

STAT.

Humor in advertising

Reverse psychology has been known to work on children, boyfriends, even clients.

But on hungry New Yorkers and tourists?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If the owner of JoeDough Sandwich Shop in the East Village can have a sense of humor about a nasty review…

I’m there.

And I recommend it — sight unseen — to any of my friends and family headed to NYC.  Let’s give this guy some business! 

He’s funny.

Famous last words

In my college journalism class, our first assignment was to write our own obituary.

Most students in the class played it safe and wrote rather mundane re-tellings of their life accomplishments. When the instructor gave them back, he chastised us for our lack of imagination.  In our defense, it was the first assignment.

Who knew the guy had a sense of humor?

Well, he would have loved Michael “Flathead” Blanchard. His recent paid obit in the Denver Post was written with extreme entertainment value.  It includes lines like…

Mike wanted it known that he died as a result of being stubborn, refusing to follow doctors’ orders and raising hell for more than six decades. He enjoyed booze, guns, cars and younger women until the day he died.

It makes me sad that I didn’t meet Mike before he died.  The wake sounds like it will be fun, too:

He asks that you stop by and re-tell the stories he can no longer tell. As the celebration will contain adult material, we respectfully ask that no children under 18 attend.

Atta boy, Mike.

Tee test

Everyone thinks they have a sense of humor.  But not everyone shares your sense of humor.  If only there was a quick test.

I found it…quite by accident.

It’s a t-shirt.  I bought it from TheOnion.com store.  If I’m wearing it and a person walks by and laughs or smiles, they share my sense of humor.  If they look confused, they don’t.

Simple, huh?

Here it is — my ‘Area Woman’ tee.

If you are already smiling, you a) get it and b) share my sense of humor.

If you are tilting your head wondering WTF, here’s the skinny.

‘Area Woman’ is a play off of ‘Area Man,’ a term used in a lot of police and news reports…as in “An area man was pulled from the river” or “The string of bank robberies has been linked to an area man.”

I think it’s funny.  So do a lot of other people who walk by me when I’m wearing it with Rory in Central Park.

But just as many stare at my shirt with wrinkled brow, then look at me oddly.

These are not my people.

In the spotlight

What makes a good celebrity?

Perhaps someone who is comfortable with the spotlight, but doesn’t court it too much.  Can talk to people intelligently, with a sense of humor, but knows when to shut up.  Is self-deprecating, so they beat people to any insult or slight.  And is not so much of a party person that they end their career in a gutter or on a tabloid page.

That’s the kind of celebrity that I would want to be…the kind of celebrity that Daniel Radcliffe is.

Daniel aka Harry Potter appeared last night at the 92Y on Manhattan’s Upper West Side.  He was interviewed by Jordan Roth, President of Jujamcyn Theaters, whose current productions include How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying, The Book of Mormon, and The House of Blue Leaves.

So they are both having a really good year.

Like all Brits, Daniel is more articulate than most of us.  His answers to Jordan’s questions were thoughtful, a bit rambling, and very funny.  For someone who has been involved in the most successful movie franchise of all time, he is surprisingly grounded and humble about his role in it.

I’ve seen How to Succeed twice on Broadway, and he was as charming last night as Daniel as he was on stage as J. Pierrepont Finch.  Only Daniel could get a crowd filled with kids, teens, parents and grandparents to cheer the fact that he is an atheist.  The real gasps of horror came when he slipped and said he had a girlfriend back in London (which he tried to treat as a joke).

Jordan covered everything from Daniel’s career, politics, religion, the economy, poetry and cricket.  Daniel didn’t shy away from any question, or from audience member’s occasional outbursts.

He was, as he put it, ‘just a 5’5″ nerdy guy who likes to watch History Channel International.”

Well, then…that’s who I want to be when I grow up.