
Showing posts with label New Year's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Year's. Show all posts
Goblin Turkey
I saw Anderson Cooper kidnapped by the Broadway version of The Green Goblin
last night in Times Square. Spider-Man rescued him. The whole thing played out on CNN.

Now, I’m usually watching ABC’s Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve, at least in the background, on New Year’s Eve. It’s frankly more habit than tradition, since I grew up in the days where it was just about the only (and certainly the most popular) deal on the air broadcasting the ol’ ball drop.
Last night, though, CNN was the channel of choice. I’d heard good things about Cooper’s bizarre annual pairing with Kathy Griffin — he (largely) pretending to be annoyed with yet obviously appreciating her unfiltered chatter.
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Eh?

I wish you all joy, contentment, and good health in 2011.
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Down for the Count
Perhaps my first lasting Internet connection in days should be spent on something important. (“Ha! Too late!” say the gods of cyberspace.) Maybe this is close enough. (“Maybe not!”) While I reload open pages in the browser to catch up on various blogs during the next inevitable connection fail (“Psyche!”), I also want to publish at least a brief post here because I know that folks can get pretty sick of looking at Santa Claus once Christmas has come and gone.

So here are my contributions to this week’s online Late Show with David Letterman Top Ten contest [dead link], complete with nods as usual to the show’s own running jokes, in the category...
Top Nine Things Overheard During New Year’s Eve in Times Square
9. “Excuse me... You’re stepping on Mayor Bloomberg.”
8. “It’s really more of an irregular polygon with poorly defined borders.”
7. “You think this is a lot of drunk people with time to kill? I was in the audience for Letterman last week.”

