Here’s one from the archives: “Nate Dern Emerges From Hiding Only To In The End Return To Hiding.”
Sitting behind Tron Guy at a panel with David After The Dentist and Success Kid and their parents. Is this real life? #ROFLcon
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Sitting behind Tron Guy at a panel with David After The Dentist and Success Kid and their parents. Is this real life? #ROFLcon
Here’s one from the archives: “Nate Dern Emerges From Hiding Only To In The End Return To Hiding.”
Hello all,
There will be a special preview screening of On The Cusp, Off The Cuff on Monday May 7th at 7:30pm at the Cantor Film Center on the NYU Campus (36 East 8th Street, Theatre 200).
OTCOTC will be one of four student films screened at the event, DOCS ON THE EDGE: A Student Documentary Showcase from the 2011-2012 Video Production Seminar Presented by NYU’s Department of Anthropology, Department of Cinema Studies, and Program in Culture and Media.
See poster for more details. It will be fun.
If you can’t make it to this screening, stay tuned for another screening TBD for sometime in June.
-nate
Hello Boston area friends,
I’ll be at ROFLcon this weekend at MIT on a panel on internet memes called “From Micro-Fame to Nano-Fame.”
Stop by if you’re around!
How Many Spidermans Fit in a Jamba Juice?
A KEY MOMENT IN TELEVISION HISTORY.
PERHAPS THE KEY MOMENT IN TELEVISION HISTORY.
“Send in three Spidermen, please.”
“All right. Do we have a fat Spiderman?”
“I’ve known rich people, and why not, since I’m one of them? The majority would rather douse their dicks with lighter fluid, strike a match, and dance around singing “Disco Inferno” than pay one more cent in taxes to Uncle Sugar. It’s true that some rich folks put at least some of their tax savings into charitable contributions. My wife and I give away roughly $4 million a year to libraries, local fire departments that need updated lifesaving equipment (Jaws of Life tools are always a popular request), schools, and a scattering of organizations that underwrite the arts. Warren Buffett does the same; so does Bill Gates; so does Steven Spielberg; so do the Koch brothers; so did the late Steve Jobs. All fine as far as it goes, but it doesn’t go far enough.
What charitable 1 percenters can’t do is assume responsibility—America’s national responsibilities: the care of its sick and its poor, the education of its young, the repair of its failing infrastructure, the repayment of its staggering war debts. Charity from the rich can’t fix global warming or lower the price of gasoline by one single red penny. That kind of salvation does not come from Mark Zuckerberg or Steve Ballmer saying, “OK, I’ll write a $2 million bonus check to the IRS.” That annoying responsibility stuff comes from three words that are anathema to the Tea Partiers: United American citizenry. […]
I guess some of this mad right-wing love comes from the idea that in America, anyone can become a Rich Guy if he just works hard and saves his pennies. Mitt Romney has said, in effect, “I’m rich and I don’t apologize for it.” Nobody wants you to, Mitt. What some of us want—those who aren’t blinded by a lot of bullshit persiflage thrown up to mask the idea that rich folks want to keep their damn money—is for you to acknowledge that you couldn’t have made it in America without America. That you were fortunate enough to be born in a country where upward mobility is possible (a subject upon which Barack Obama can speak with the authority of experience), but where the channels making such upward mobility possible are being increasingly clogged. That it’s not fair to ask the middle class to assume a disproportionate amount of the tax burden. Not fair? It’s un-fucking-American is what it is. I don’t want you to apologize for being rich; I want you to acknowledge that in America, we all should have to pay our fair share. That our civics classes never taught us that being American means that—sorry, kiddies—you’re on your own. That those who have received much must be obligated to pay—not to give, not to “cut a check and shut up,” in Governor Christie’s words, but to pay—in the same proportion. That’s called stepping up and not whining about it. That’s called patriotism, a word the Tea Partiers love to throw around as long as it doesn’t cost their beloved rich folks any money.
This has to happen if America is to remain strong and true to its ideals. It’s a practical necessity and a moral imperative. Last year during the Occupy movement, the conservatives who oppose tax equality saw the first real ripples of discontent. Their response was either Marie Antoinette (“Let them eat cake”) or Ebenezer Scrooge (“Are there no prisons? Are there no workhouses?”). Short-sighted, gentlemen. Very short-sighted. If this situation isn’t fairly addressed, last year’s protests will just be the beginning. Scrooge changed his tune after the ghosts visited him. Marie Antoinette, on the other hand, lost her head.
Think about it.”
Roger Sterling
At long last, my future as a tie model is underway. Did this for my friend Kevin’s Windmill Club. Check it out if you’re into cool ties.
The Windmill Club spring/2012
Wait. Is that Nate Dern? Because it sure looks like Nate Dern.
Edit: Yep. It’s Nate. What a crazy, random happenstance.
Photo from sophomore year of high school homecoming dance. Can you guess which one is me? via whatididforlovecomedy:
NATE DERN took a cardboard cutout of Christina Aguilera to his sophomore year of high school homecoming dance as his date.
Nate is also a cast member of WHAT I DID FOR LOVE, a new weekly improv comedy show Fridays at 7:30pm at UCBeast. We interview an audience member about their love life. The interview inspires hilarious improv comedy.
Make reservations here.
Back in December of 1996, worried about the influence of Green Day’s “explicit” fourth album, Insomniac, on her 8-year-old son, a mother decided to write a slightly aggressive letter of complaint to the band. It clearly hit a nerve, and she soon received a handwritten response from then-24-year-old frontman Billie Joe Armstrong. Both letters can be seen below.
“Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.”
― Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to RememberWHAT I DID FOR LOVE is a new improv comedy show Fridays at 7:30pm at UCBeast. We interview an audience member about their love life. The interview inspires hilarious improv comedy. Improv comedy is like the wind, in that you can’t see it unless you go to this show. What? Oh, I guess the analogy isn’t perfect. Look, just go to this show, okay? Also, this photo is from The Notebook, not A Walk to Remember. Did you notice that? Really? Wow.
Make reservations here.
Slow Jam The News with President Barack Obama! via latenightjimmy
Have the comedy nerds taken over? I’m not sure. I do think that what was once “alternative comedy” is now just as central as whatever the alternative to alternative is (what Burr calls “club comedy”/club comics).
Haven’t heard Bill Burr’s podcast itself (doing daily subway rides instead of daily car trips is dramatically cutting down my podcast listening), but it sounds like he’s hitting on the biggest divide in stand-up today.
Right now I buy into the idea that comics are all just playing the “sport” that fits their skills, and everybody should just go see/watch whoever makes them laugh.
Amy Poehler and Ian Roberts at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre during the Del Close Marathon, circa 2003.
Still from On The Cusp, Off The Cuff.
Original footage courtesy of Petra Boden.
A video letter to my future/hypothetical grandkids.
#17 - dog in a bookstore - chien dans une librairie
Pomeranians can’t read, but they are pretty cute.