When we first sold our house, worrying about finding a space that would be safe, affordable, and have amenities nearby didn’t seem like such a big deal. Really, we reasoned, how hard could it be? I, for one, thought that our biggest problem would be agreeing on location.
Archive for Monty Python
Roxanne Tellier – With No Direction Home
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Baby Boomers, Bob Segarini, city, DBAWIS, forever home, homelessness, key money, landlords, Monty Python, moving, real estate, Roxanne Tellier, stages of grief, Toronto, Wild West, Wizard of Oz on April 23, 2017 by segariniRoxanne Tellier – It Is To Laugh!
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags #allLifeMatters, 9/11, ABC, Bill de Blasio. Comedy Central, Bill Maher, Bob Segarini, Canadian, Comedy, Conan O’Brien, DBAWIS, Full Frontal, HBO, income inequality.free speech., James Corden, Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Kimmel, John Oliver, Jon Batiste, Jon Stewart, Larry Wilmore, Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, late night formula, Laughter, Monty Python, New York, Peaches, Politically Incorrect, racism, Real Time with Bill Maher, Roxanne Tellier, Salon, Samantha Bee, Seth Meyers, South African, Stephen Colbert, The Daily Show. political junkie, The Nightly, The Tonight Show, titans of late night, Trevor Noah, Vanity Fair on March 6, 2016 by segariniIn a Salon.com article this week, Steve Almond accused Comedy Central of having “squandered Jon Stewart’s legacy” by appointing South African comedian Trevor Noah as host, over the then-incumbent Samantha Bee.
Segarini – Bring Out Your Dead or Solo No Mo
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Cherry Cola's, Comic strips, DBAWIS, Disney, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Garrison Kiellor, Gasoline Alley, Han Solo, Hollywood, JJ Abrams, Monty Python, Movies, Pouncing, segarini, Skeezix, Star Trek, Star Wars, The Force Awakens, Toronto, Walt Wallet on February 5, 2016 by segariniFacebook was a beautiful verdant meadow when I first signed up 8 or so years ago. A place where you could look for and find lost friends, renew relationships, reconnect with your old home town, meet new people, and be exposed to music and movies you either didn’t know about or had forgotten. I could hardly wait to go online and see what wonders awaited me…
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Frank Gutch Jr: Radio— The Longest Acid Trip Ever; plus Notes
Posted in Opinion with tags Chloe Albert5, Crushed Out, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Erin & the Wildfire, Firesign Theater, Frank Gutch Jr., Green Pajamas, Halls of Ivy, Hitchhiker's Guide, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Israel Nash, Jaimie Vernon, Joni Mitchell, Monty Python, music, Nick Hornbuckle, Nylon Union, radio, Records, Restaurant at the End of the Universe, segarini, Teb Blackwell., The Committee on February 3, 2015 by segariniGodDAMN, I feel sorry for the youth of today! I just finished listening to Jaimie Vernon‘s Nightmare at 20,000 Watts yet again (What is that— 500 or so?) and I’m thinking radio, radio, radio and while The Vermin’s version might be the latest, it brings back an entire world pretty much lost these days.
JAIMIE VERNON – DIVINITY INC.: (Chapter 1, Part 1)
Posted in Fiction with tags 1928 Bugatti, 1994 VW Jetta, Aliens, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, Creationism, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Douglas Adams, Evolution, German engineering, God, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Intelligent Design, Jaimie Vernon, Mars, Monty Python, Mrs. God, Oort Cloud, Outlet Malls, Pearly Gates, Peeing Cherubs, Religion, Schrodinger's Cat, Scranton, St. Peter on May 3, 2014 by segariniDuring another life – say, 14 months ago – back when I had spare time and the ambition to write every single day I did more than crank out a biography, a book of my blogs, and two 400 page music Encyclopedias. I also wrote fiction. Or attempted to. I’m currently working on a batch of short stories in a sci-fi vein. I am also a big fan of satire – mostly British and specifically that of Douglas Adams. He wrote several of the funniest, most irreverent books about the absurdity of life on this planet in the “Hitchhiker’s Guide To the Galaxy” five-part trilogy.
Cameron Carpenter: The ABC’s Of Rock’n’Roll – J is for Just For Laughs
Posted in Opinion with tags Bob Newhart, Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band, Cameron Carpenter, Comedy, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Franklyn Ajaye, George Carlin, Lily Tomlin, Monty Python, Records, Steve Martin, Steven Wright on November 7, 2013 by segariniI don’t know about the rest of you but I could sure take a break from what is going on in this city (Toronto) and the constant wave of recent passings.
In the sixties and seventies the comedy album was king. Teenage beer drinking parties were not complete without someone slipping on a George Carlin or Monty Python record, while stoners tended to listen to Cheech & Chong. Pot humour just wasn’t for me. Some of the older crowd would listen to National Lampoon or Firesign Theatre records but their humour was a little to advanced for me at that point in my life.
Darrell Vickers: Mr. John We Hardly Knew Ye
Posted in Opinion with tags Bastides, Darryl Vickers, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Elton John, Hollywood Bowl, Monty Python, Radio Vickers, Ray Cooper, Terry Gilliam, Terry Jones, The Groucho Club on October 26, 2012 by segariniMost people have the misguided, almost laughable-if-it-weren’t-so-cryable, perception that being a TV comedy writer is a glamorous occupation. Admittedly, if your definition of epic razzmatazz is living out your days staring at a computer screen and despising the entire universe then yes, by all means, we are up to our naughty parts in tinsel and glitter.
Oh sure, there have been a few fleeting nanoseconds that have come close to some sort of spellbinding glitz. I’ve been nominated for four Emmys. Lost each and every time. I guess that makes me the Buffalo Bills of comedy. There’s this marvelous moment when you get out of the stretch limo in front of the Shrine Auditorium. At first, there’s an electrical surge of excitement that goes through the crowd which quickly turns to crestfallen bitterness when they realize that it’s only you. In that instant, you become the turd in the entertainment world’s punchbowl.