Marrow. Tried it. Over it.

September 24, 2012

A Day Spent Packing with Bill Murray

There was a knock on the door. It was Friedrich, who’d regretted not asking Murray for a picture earlier when he had the chance. They talked about Eric Clapton and Berlin. “I’m about to go shoot a movie with Wes Anderson in Germany,” Murray said. “If you see me in Germany, I’ll be working on a movie.”

Friedrich left and Murray reentered the room. “That’ll be nice,” he said about Anderson’s The Grand Budapest Hotel. “I haven’t been to Germany in a long time.” He particularly liked shooting Anderson’s Moonrise Kingdom. “Those kids were a hoot. Those children” — he adopts a Mary Poppins voice — “They loved me” — now back to normal — “They were really nice kids, and, uh, to be a kid on one of those movies, how great is that? They had the time of their lives.” He shook his head. “They think it’s all going to be like that, every movie’s going to be like that.”

Tig Notaro: When Cancer is Hilarious

Have you ever had one of those periods in your life when one thing goes wrong after the other? You find yourself asking, “Why me?” We may not be able to choose what happens to us, but we can choose how we deal with it. Tig Notaro knows this all too well.

Tig Notaro is a standup comedian who recently had a four month span filled with pain and suffering. It all started with pneumonia, leading into a life-threatening intestinal disease, followed by the tragically unexpected death of her mother, working its way into a breakup and topped off with Stage 2 breast cancer in both breasts. And just for an extra sprinkle of cruelty, her birthday was smack dab in the middle. Not much to celebrate, huh? A breakup alone will send some people into a spiral of depression.

The day she found out she had cancer, Tig (who you may recognize from her time playing a police officer on The Sarah Silverman Program) was scheduled to do a stand-up comedy show in LA. So now she had to decide how to approach the situation. She thought about going the “pity party”, route but didn’t want to make excuses for herself. She didn’t want to mention the cancer for fear of insulting anyone in the audience who had the disease, until she said to herself, “Wait, I have cancer.” In the end, she went out on stage announcing the cancer off the bat and working it into what would turn out to be the best material of her comedic life thus far.

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I tend to read series like "Chew" or "Axe Cop", but this is a cool list of some other comics you might want to check out.

The Blitzball: An Attempt to Outdo the Wiffle Ball

Any given Sunday in Central Park, kids are out lobbing the same old white plastic balls—airy, light, eight slits on the top—that were made more than half a century ago. Wiffle Ball, Inc. has reigned for decades, like Band-Aid or Wite-Out: one familiar company that lends its name to an entire industry. But on a recent weekend, an athletic-looking thirty-five-year-old named Aaron Kim arrived at the park toting his own invention: Wiffle’s latest rival, the Blitzball.
Today's Photo:

Bone marrow at How To Cook A Wolf.
It was ok.
If it interests you, you should try it.
But I thought the beet salad was much better.