(Originally posted Monday, August 25, 2008 )
I’m still not feeling too funny since the death of my beloved cat. Nor am I feeling very political, even though Barack Obama has finally picked Joe Biden for the freshly inked “Joebama” ticket. I like Joe Biden and think he’s a really smart guy. Outspoken, sometimes to a fault, he’s a nice acerbic counterpoint to the feel-good Obama happy train and might make the ticket even more interesting. However, he’s better seen and not heard, and you can bet that after a week of trotting him around like a dressage pony, they are going to put a lid on him and that mouth of his. Given his great foreign policy experience, it’s probably better to send him to an undisclosed location a la Dick Cheney, lock him in a room and not let him out until he’s come up with a roadmap for peace in Iraq, Israel, Afghanistan and Van Halen. When he’s given more than 15 minutes on a podium, however, the guy is always going to say something stupid that belies his fearsome intelligence. He’s like a gaffe monkey. He’s gaffe in your tank. He’s open gaffe-ter hours.
We got a card today from the vet telling us sorry about our cat. It was supposed to make us feel better. It shows little cats and dogs jumping over the clouds. We appreciate the gesture, but now we’re depressed again.
Stephanie and I spent yesterday shooting Episode 8 of the “Retributioners” with our friend Jeff Topf. We won’t be finishing it up until after a brief vacation, but if you like, you can see Jeff in my short film “Scrabble Rousers” playing the prudish guest. Jeff was great to work with and we think the new episode will be very funny.
In the meantime, here’s a video from “Funny Or Die” that Steph and I like quite a lot:
Beauty is Imperfection 
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