This is hardly breaking news, but Late Night with Conan O'Brien had it's final episode almost 2 weeks ago. I think I speak for anyone with a half a brain and/or a sense of humor when I say that he is far and away the best late-night host around. His combination of razor-sharp wit and self-deprecating humor has placed him head and shoulders above the likes of Leno (deliveries are awful, the writing may even be worse), Letterman (better than Leno, but that is like saying herpes is better than HIV), Ferguson (not awful, not good), Daly (honestly - has this guy ever said a funny word? at any point? why did they think he would be a good late-night talk show host? TRL viewers are in bed long before he comes on).
So Conan moves to the West Coast and takes over the coveted 11:30 spot from Leno on NBC. It will be interesting, to say the least. I'm hopeful that his brand of ridiculousness (i.e., the masturbating bear) will be tolerated an hour earlier and he won't lose any of his edge.
In any event, here's to you Conan. Below is his last episode, if you happen to have 45 minutes handy.
EDIT: It occurs to me I didn't mention the Jimmy's - Kimmel and Fallon, that is. I've never been that high on Jimmy Kimmel. When I was 14, I thought the Man Show was funny, but he has never really done it for me. I've seen various clips of his that I think are pretty good, but if I'm honest, he's a wash (despite good ratings, apparently). As for Conan's replacement, the latter Jimmy, color me skeptical with a dark brush. Jimmy's shtick is very limited and I'm not sure it will translate well to a hosting role. Granted, he was occasionally really good on SNL, and I thought Weekend Update with him was solid, although it was him reading from a script. It will be interesting to see how he does on his feet with guests (where Conan shined).
Well this thing is mighty cool, especially for those of you who actually leave the couch to do more than refill your Mountain Dew during World of Warcraft breaks (coughCheeze).
With one zip and two clips, it changes from a jacket to a rucksack that can carry your extra gear (read: beers, unfiltered Marlboro Reds, and various camouflage apparel).
You guessed it, it's Chinese Stunt Week at the Cherry Blossom Festival in Guangzhou, China! Below are some of the more grotesque images.
This guy is trying to break steal wire with special breathing techniques. I would have gone with the wire cutters. Definitely wire cutters.
How else would you pull a car? With your arms or legs?! Scoff. Eyelids is the way to go. That's eyelids.
Last but not least - this particular gentleman thought it wise to let a snake crawl betwixt his nose/mouth. I hope it laid eggs in his sinus cavity and each time he blows his nose, a baby snake comes flying out. Like a party favor, only deadly.
I love Thomas Newman. You may know his name from seeing it below the "Original Score by" line in some of the best movies of the past few decades. Just have a look at some of the beauties that Newman has been responsible for:
1998: Meet Joe Black 1999: American Beauty 1999: The Green Mile 2001: Six Feet Under 2002: Road to Perdition 2005: Cinderella Man 2008: WALL-E 2008: Revolutionary Road
And while these are all brilliant in their own right, none of them hold a candle to my personal favorite: the original score for The Shawkshank Redemption. While I could write about this film for hours on end, I'll stick to just the music for now. Below are two of my favorite scenes.
Suds on the Roof (music actually starts at 3:30 or so, but the entire thing is amazing)
And you'll be back at square one. From everyone's favorite gag-inducing site, This Is Why You're Fat, comes the 30,000 Calorie Sandwich.
"Sandwich filled with ground beef, bacon, corn dogs, ham, pastrami, roast beef, bratwurst, braunschweiger and turkey, topped with fried mushrooms, onion rings, swiss/provolone/cheddar/feta/parmesan cheeses, lettuce and butter on a loaf white bread."
Despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, this blog will be written under the impression that the reader enjoys good music, good film, good sports, and just about everything else we deem awesome.
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Pursuant to the provisions of Virginia’s Megan’s Law, Cheeze must inform you and yours that he has recently moved into the neighborhood. He prefers his prophylactics to be cut extra slim and his wizard's magical powers to be plentiful. Favorite albums include Matchbox 20’s award-winning debut, “Yourself or Someone Like You” and Baha Men's smash hit "Who Let the Dogs Out?"
B Harris is most definitely his parents' son. He gets those dashing good looks from his father, who, as one would naturally assume, hails from Easter Island. His mother, God bless her, took it upon herself to raise him to be the daughter she never had, which is evidenced by his general demeanor. Malcolm and Roberta are the main reasons B Harris has become the (wo)man he is today. On a side note, the rash has temporarily gone into remission. The Doc said, and I quote "don't hold your awful breath."