the nomness

Before I found music, I found comedy.  At 12 I could recite entire routines from George Carlin, would stay up late to watch SNL and Monty Python, and a few years later found the greatest channel ever in CTV, now Comedy Central.  Funny men are pretty men, particularly when the comedy is motivated by confidence, however false, and the prettiest of most will always be Bill Murray.  I think it was Nick the Lounge Singer performing the theme to Star Wars that first caught my eye.  Or wait…maybe it was the boom-shacka-lacka-lacka from Stripes.  Or perhaps the greatest big screen cuss EVER.

It still makes me laugh and still makes me feel funny in my tummy.  Plus you’ve gotta love a guy who has no qualms about dancing like an idiot.

In other news, tonight is the midnight:40 showing of HBP and Effbit & I are stupidly excited, although I’m pre-emptively concerned about the amount of Snapey goodness to which we’ll be exposed.  His damn name is in the title of the movie and yet I already fear having to witness too much of the Ron & Lavender bullcrap.