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Tom Petty Thought for the Day

In Rants on May 17, 2013 at 8:28 am

I can’t afford a shrink anymore, but Tom Petty is a high quality substitute:

 

 

 

 

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Obituary: Dooley J. Hornberg, PhD

In Friends of The Liz Brown Show, Kitties on May 12, 2013 at 4:17 pm

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Dooley J. Hornberg passed away on May 12, 2013 while being snuggled in blankets in the sunlight.

According to veterinary estimates, he was born around the year 2000. In 2005, he was found in the Silver Lake neighborhood of Los Angeles under the bridge made famous in the Red Hot Chili Peppers song “Under the Bridge”. He was presented to Liz Brown as a gift on her birthday by neighbor and famed bassist/visual artist Matt Pinkus.


After making himself at home with Liz and her husband, he revealed that held a PhD in Microbiology from University of California, Berkeley and could often be seen staring out the window pondering what the sea must be like this time of year. He became a member of the all black-and-white tuxedo cat band “The Kitties 3” and was known for his uniquely funky bass jams.

Dooley had a brief but brilliant career in the entertainment industry, appearing in the popular YouTube comedy short “The Ending of Lost,” created by a collection of students from the world famous Groundlings Theater.¬†You can see Dooley’s performance here

Dooley’s nose was extremely pink. He was well known to be the best cat in the household.

RIP Dooleycat. A fine friend to all who knew him.

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Liz Brown on “Failure”

In Liz Brown's Quotable Quotes on May 7, 2013 at 3:54 pm

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Gallipoli: The Final Wave and how it shaped my comic point of view

In Uncategorized on May 6, 2013 at 10:12 pm

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When I was 7, I watched the final scene of Gallipoli with my Dad. So, that’s troublesome.

In case you’re blissfully unfamiliar with the 1981 Peter Weir war epic, let me sum it up as best I can: a super dreamy 25-year-old pre-anti-Semitic Mel Gibson and another hot dude are world class sprinters whose Olympic track careers get jacked by World War I in 1915. They work as runners carrying messages back and forth from the front line to the generals in the rear. In the final scene, Mel Gibson runs towards the trenches to let the soldiers know that the general has called off the fight–but he doesn’t run fucking fast enough and….

Warning, graphic content kind of:

It’s hilarious, right? Well, not really.¬†Honestly, I was super crushed when I saw it. After the other handsome blonde runner dude gets shot running across the battlefield, the credits rolled, and I said to my Dad: “But,…why? Mel Gibson was coming to say it was OK and they didn’t have to fight!”

And my Dad said: “He didn’t get there in time.”

I was really upset. It wasn’t fair at all. Mel Gibson was REALLY running for it. Later in the evening, I braided my Barbie’s hair and lamented the cruelty of the world.

“That’s the way things work out sometimes,” a 7-year-old me said, shaking my head and making a note of it in my Ramona Quimby Personalized Diary.

I guess my point is that I learned early on that life is absurd. Or, maybe my point is that painful experiences help you shit out funny things to say. Or maybe I’m just desperately hoping there’s one other person out there besides me that thinks it’s funny to think of a 7-year-old toe-head blonde in a froggy turtleneck watching the end of “Gallipoli” with her Dad?