




REED: We really feel that chains, and especially Sizzler, tells us a lot about who we are as a culture.
LIZ: We're doing this so you don't have to.
REED: We're taking one for the team.


Their film resembles Fast Times at Ridgemont High, cross-cutting between several interlocking teen-oriented stories.
("Dad, did you ever have sex with any ladies besides Mom?") The widower dad gets busted having sex by the lake, but what's most fascinating is the script's perspective on the state of Minnesota — which would later elect Franken their Senator!



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It's all written in the appendices of the books, where he tells of what Aragorn and Gollum got up to before the trilogy began. Last May I took elements from that story and didn't even have to fill in many gaps before I had a 25-page script. It worked like a short episode — an additional chapter of the Peter Jackson trilogy... Above all I was so inspired by Peter Jackson's trilogy. And jealous that he got to make it first! I loved the scale, the quality, the epic scope of it all and figured, hey, maybe we can do that too.


In 1969-1970, Iggy Pop and his seminal proto-punk band the Stooges lived together outside Detroit in a house they nicknamed "Fun House." (They also named an album for it.) Besides writing and recording music, they were injecting massive amounts of drugs, mostly heroin. When setting up a hit, the Stooges would squirt the blood out of their syringes and shoot it all over the walls and ceilings. After a while, enough blood had accumulated on the apartment's walls to create a sort-of degraded smack addict's Jackson Pollock mural. Ron Asheton, the only Stooge member who was not a junkie and who lived elsewhere, described it "...a lot of times there would be fresh stuff. Then it would dry on to the table or on the floor.... I wish I was smart enough to take pictures of it because it would have been a masterpiece."
Dee Dee Ramone found himself at a party in London, hanging out for a few moments in the bathroom snorting great quantities of speed. It wasn't the sort of place you'd want to hang out for too long, as Dee Dee quickly noticed that the bathroom was disgusting — sinks, toilets, everything was full of vomit, piss, and shit. Sid Vicious — a key figure in the London punk scene but not yet a member of the Sex Pistols — wandered in and asked Dee Dee if he had anything to get high on, so Dee Dee generously gave Sid some of his crank. Vicious pulled out a syringe, stuck it into a toilet filled with puke and piss, and then loaded it with speed and shot himself up.
The right-wing rocker Ted Nugent is known for being very antidrug and very prowar. The Motor City Madman happily calls out any pussy-ass traitor not ready to grab a gun or a bomb or a nuke and show those towelheads that we mean business. But back during the glory years of the Vietnam war, this most macho chickenhawk in the Republican firmament went to extremes to make sure his own pussy ass didn't end up in Vietnam, and he used drugs to do it.
In 1967, rock guitarist and notorious smack addict Michael Bloomfield, who had played with Bob Dylan on his classic mid-sixties albums and as a member of Blues Project, had his own band of fellow musician-junkies. They called themselves the Electric Flag. They were hired by B-movie master Roger Corman to create the soundtrack to Corman's LSD movie The Trip (starring a young, acid-gobbling Jack Nicholson).
Japan has a reputation for searching rock stars for drugs. Most famously, Paul McCartney spent some time in jail after going through Japanese customers (see also the chapters: "The Beatles on Drugs" and "Big Busts and Big Deals"). So when Guns n' Roses guitarist Izzy Stradlin was warned by his manager to get rid of any drugs he might have before going through customers in Japan, Stradlin put them someplace he knew he wouldn't lose them — in his stomach. He must have had quite a stash, because he wound up in a coma for 96 hours.
In Please Kill Me, Ronnie Cutrone, an artist and denizen of Andy Warhol's 1960s Factory scene described a typical night out with the Doors' lead vocalist: "Jim would go out, lean up against the bar, order eight screwdrivers, put down six Tuinals on the bar, drink two or three screwdrivers, take two Tuinals, then he'd have to pee, but he couldn't leave the other five screwdrivers, so he'd take his dick out and pee, and some girl would come up and blow his dick, and then he'd finish the other five screwdrivers and then he'd finish the other four Tuinals, and then he'd pee in his pants, and then Eric Emerson and I would take him home."
In his mid-1970s heyday, Los Angeles declared "Elton John Week." To celebrate, the glam rock pasha invited his relatives out to L.A. to celebrate. Allegedly, Elton took 60 Valiums, jumped into a hotel pool, and shouted, "I'm going to die." His grandmother was heard to comment: "I suppose we're going to have to go home now."
In a 1999 High Times interview, Ozzy talked about the time he had the best coke he'd ever had. He said, "I'm lying by the pool one day and I met this guy and I ask him, 'You want to do some coke?' He goes, 'no no no.' I'm whacking this stuff up my nose, it's a brilliant sunny day, and this guy's sitting there with one of those reflectors under his chin getting a suntan. I say, 'What do you do.' He says, 'I work for the government.' 'Uh... what do you do with the government?' 'I work for the drug squad.' I sez, 'You're fucking joking.' He shows me his badge. I fuckin' flipped...flames were coming out of my fingers, man. He says, 'Oh you're all right. I'm the guy that got you the coke.'"


I've lost a week's worth of work before because I've realized that a comic could be done better. I scrap stuff all the time. In fact, I find it kind of exciting to be able to scrap something I've put hours of effort into.
A lot of times, you work all that time to maybe give your mind some liberated state that allows you to do the very best job that you can do.


can I have your STUFF???
THIS IS THE DUMBEST THING IVE SEEN OR HEARD!!!!
Your food actually made me sick yesterday!
]]>On the drive to Capitol Hill, the current and future presidents passed protesters carrying signs reading "Arrest Bush." When Bush entered the grandstand with the band playing "Hail to the Chief" for the last time, the crowd below began singing a different refrain: "Hey, Hey, Good-bye."
One man waved his shoe.
And finally, when Bush's helicopter lifted off from the east front of the Capitol, cheers rose from the crowd and throng stretching down the National Mall.
Bush Won't Stop Asking Cheney If We Can Invade Yet
Bush Thought War Would Be Over By Now
Bush Subconsciously Sizes Up Spain For Invasion
Bush Asks Congress For $30 Billion To Help Fight War On Criticism
Rumsfeld Only One Who Can Change Toner In White House Printer
well it was a good run, but its finally over. Later guys...
I still hate George Bush... but he's gone so I don't see the point in having this crowd up my groups now.
"im leaving this group to move on from this era"
"NOW I CAN LEAVE THIS GROUP IT IS IRRELEVANT"
On this evening we will think of the Führer, who is also everywhere present this evening wherever Germans gather... The flag and the Reich shall remain pure and unscathed when the great hour of victory comes.
Through your bravery, you give us at home a lovely Christmas season. Each child, as he sees the candle's glow and sings the songs, thinks of you, full of thanks.
Germans shopping for Christmas trinkets have been shocked recently to discover row upon row of Santa Clauses looking to all the world as if they are giving the Hitler salute — right arm, straight as an arrow, raised skyward. Never mind that St. Nick is carrying a bag of toys and wearing a silly red hat complete with a white pom-pom. Shoppers were sure — these Santas were Nazis.
"Merry Christmas, everyone" he said.
"Merry Christmas, Elvis!" they replied in unison.
Before I could answer, the cloud slowly turned in on itself, changing form and dimension until the image faded and gradually disappeared. I knew we had witnessed something extraordinary and turned to say so, but stopped when I saw Elvis staring into the cloud, his eyes open wide and his face reflecting wonder... Elvis' expression was the one that you read of in the Bible or other religious works: the look of the newly baptized or the converted.
With a sly grin on his face, the singer turned to his father, Vernon Presley, and asked "Where are the envelopes, please?"
Vernon reached into his coat pockets and produced the envelopes. "Well, it's been a mighty lean year," said Elvis, whose income probably exceeded $4,000,000 in 1971. As the envelopes began to be opened, the room fell silent. His special gift for 1971 was a 50-cent gift certificate to McDonalds.
I've seen and I've done most everything
That a man can do or see.
But if I could only borrow one dream from yesterday
I'd be on that train tomorrow.
I'd be home on Christmas day
We're lost in a cloud
with too much rain.
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain.
But as long as a man
has the strength to dream
he can redeem his soul
and fly.


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That "naked" Facebook group had 227 celebrating members — and on election day, their reports began rolling in.
"Its dark and cold here in Vermont, but it felt great!"
Facebook users have already started another dissenting group called "Impeach Barack Obama." In fact, they've started 30 different groups
with variations on the same title, with a total of over 9,000 members.
But soon other users were joining a competing group — called "Deport Those Who Wish To Impeach Barack Obama."
Meanwhile, political cartoonists around the world responded to Obama's victory
with images that were nearly identical. Twelve different cartoonists drew Obama with the Lincoln Memorial, while nine more drew him with
Martin Luther King.
Wednesday South Park aired a story lampooning Obama's victory just one day after the election.
The production staff
"will be up all night working on Wednesday’s show," their blog announced Tuesday, and
Trey Parker told the L.A. Times they'd decided that "we're just going to make the Obama version, and if McCain somehow
wins, we're basically just totally screwed."
A Utah newspaper reported that "Local gun dealers quickly are running out of stock of magazines for Colt
AR-15s and AK models." They're not stocking up for militias, but anticipating Obama's reinstatement of
a federal Assault Weapons Ban.
In the end, an ungrateful Joe the Plumber said "I was unhappy that my name was used as much as it was."
In an interview with a British newspaper, he complains that instead "I think there were real other issues that
should’ve been discussed during the debate.”
"Dear Sarah Palin," read a sign in a picture framing store in San Francisco.
45 minutes after Obama was elected, Roger Ebert
wrote that "Our long national nightmare is ending."
After "new left" protesters clashed with police during the 1968 Democratic convention,
Norman Mailer had predicted that a torn country "will be fighting for forty years."
(One critic complained that "Here at our end of the forty-year war there are no Norman Mailers.
Only pollsters. And consultants. And political scientists.")
The violent clashes at the '68 convention haunted Democrats — but one liberal who never understood the
protesters was Barack Obama's own mother.
The morning after Obama was elected, he was
told he'd been expected by Alice Walker, author of The Color Purple.