Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s Daily Horoscope for Sunday, April 15, 2012. Yesterday, of course, was the 100th anniversary of the day the Titanic started sinking. Today is the 100th anniversary of the day it finished. (This is why that movie is so long.) So happy 100th anniversary of the Titanic going down.
That’s the first time anything’s gone down around here in as long as We can remember.
(Oh, please. Who didn’t see THAT coming? Ray Charles and Jose Feliciano sang a song about it to Helen Keller.)
Speaking of Things Nautical And Oceanic, last night, We had a dream about fishing. Who does that? (Not “who fishes?”; We Our Own Self Personally know people who fish…but who DREAMS about it?) We don’t recall the exact story of the dream, We mostly remember that We kept winding up with mouthfuls (mouthsful?) of bait. Which consisted, for the most part, of rancid shrimp. Which was every bit as disgusting as it sounds. To the point that We woke up, got out of bed in the middle of the night, and brushed Our teef.
This is what happens when YouPeople leave Us alone.
In other news, despite yesterday’s appearance on OurStreetWhereWeLive of the Inflatable Bouncy House Shaped Like A Birthday Cake, they never got around to playing The Never-Ending CD Of Every Pop Song Of The Moment Being Sung By A Children's Choir. So there’s that.
Welcome to A Very Special (Almost) All Video E-Dition Of E-Rix Daily Horoscope. Above, of course, you will find Our Time of the Month Horoscope for Aries, the link for which is here: http://youtu.be/jy65nirv_BM
Meanwhile, Our very talented friends at Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Die have reached their initial Kickstarter goal, but please don’t stop donating. There are only a few more days to go. Here is the SECOND behind-the-scenes infomercial they made for the project:
Here, in case you missed it last week, is the letter they received from Messrs. Coon and Dibble’s attorney:
To: Messrs. Alexander Bechtel, Michael Doherty, and Gregory Nix
From: Justin M. Bieber, Esquire, Attorney-at-Law
Re: “Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Die”
On behalf of my clients, Jeffrey P. (aka “Jeff”) Coon and Benjamin W. (aka “Ben”) Dibble (henceforward “The Plaintiffs”), I must express some grave reservations regarding your proposed theatrical entertainment entitled Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Die. While it is certainly true that The Plaintiffs are theatre artists like (allegedly) yourselves, and while they do, in fact, possess healthy senses of humor about themselves and their chosen profession, I am sure you will understand that they cannot in good conscience subject themselves to the slings and arrows of any Tom, Dick, or Harry with an axe to grind and a Kickstarter account. They have reputations to maintain. Why, Mister Coon is, by his own admission, currently molesting a young altar boy in the Walnut Street Theater’s production of the acclaimed drama, Doubt. And Mister Dibble is, to my own certain knowledge, watching.
That said, I am confident that we can come to some agreement that will allow some form of your endeavor to move forward in a way that will be fiduciarily beneficial to all concerned parties while eliminating any potential embarrassment to The Plaintiffs.
Herewith are a few of the issues we wish to resolve:
1. The Title: This is, to my mind, the thorniest issue. While the content of your little pageant will be seen only by those misguided enough to purchase tickets, the title Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Die will no doubt be bandied about in the public press for several months on end. We find this completely unacceptable, especially with regard to the negative connotations of the word “Die”. The following are some alternative title suggestions, all of which have been agreed upon by The Plaintiffs. Please advise my office as to which one you will be adopting prior to your project moving forward:
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Experience Malaise
Jeff Coon or Ben Dibble Must Have A Hangnail
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Diet
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble’s Excellent Adventure
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble in Porgy and Bess
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Must Tie-Dye
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Cure Cancer
You’re A Good Man, Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble, Superstar
Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Are Awesome
If you have no clear preference, it may help you to know that The Plaintiffs strongly favor the last entry.
2. Casting: It is unclear to us whether it is your intention to portray The Plaintiffs as characters in your little entertainment or not. If you do intend to have Mister Coon and/or Mister Dibble appear as characters, we must certainly insist on casting approval. Mister Coon and Mister Dibble will agree to play themselves for a sum of not less than twice the LORT-A weekly minimum per performance. Further, Mister Coon and Mister Dibble will agree to play each other for a sum of not less than quadruple the LORT-A weekly minimum per performance. It is further understood that, if Mister Coon and Mister Dibble appear in the show, no other actors will be allowed onstage with them. Please see Appendix A for information regarding hiring specifications for their individual dressers.
It should be unnecessary to point this out, but, for completeness sake, if Mister Coon and Mister Dibble are appearing in the piece, the title must be changed from Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Are Awesome to Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble in Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble Are Awesome, where “Jeff Coon and Ben Dibble” appear in a typeface that is no less than 200% of the size of the other words in the title, and where “Awesome” is either glittered or neon, depending on the medium.
3. Royalties: In addition to royalties for the use of The Plaintiff’s names (please see Schedule B for amounts), the following words and phrases will also require royalty payments (again, please see Schedule B for amounts):
A little dab’ll do ya
Yabba Dabba Doo
Any other form of the verb “to be”
Movin’ On Up
Deluxe Apartment in the Sky
Any word beginning with C (yes, especially that one)
Thank you in advance, gentlemen, for your kind attention to this matter. The Plaintiffs and I look forward to your cooperation.
Justin M. Bieber, Esq.
Here, meanwhile, are several WaitStaff sketches to while away your weekend hours:
Our recent appearance as Joan Rivers, opening the WaitStaff show:
And here We have Rick Santorum on The Dr. Phil Show:
And have We mentioned Our latest video? http://youtu.be/jy65nirv_BM
Aaaaaannnndddd We’re outie! Happy weekend!
(Meanwhile, why We didn’t think of this sooner, We’ve got no idea, but better laid than necking, as they say (and how right they are!). For real live actual ass(tromlaogical) ho(roscopular) advice, please visit Our good friend AstroGeek here: http://agskylab.blogspot.com/. Our Own epistular musings are of use to you only insofar as making you feel better by comparison, but he will give you actual pertinent advice for your very own lives, based on upon the positions and transitations of all manner of planets, planetoids, asteroids, Altoids™, hemorrhoids, and other heavenly flotsam, jetsam, and Jetsons. Plus, he knows all about Uranus!)
Starzina Starfish-Browne was born in the wagon of a traveling show…well, okay, not really. She was actually born in Lowake, Texas, the daughter of a beautician and either a garage mechanic or the town mailman. At sixteen, she escaped her humble beginnings by running off with Doctor Browne’s Traveling Medicine Show and, more to the point, Doctor Browne. Following the dissolution of this unfortunate entanglement (Doctor Browne was a Virgo and Starzina is, of course, an Aries), which produced a daughter, Starzina entered a contest in Soap Opera Digest and won a scholarship to Oxford (yes, in ENGLAND), where she earned her doctorate in the newly-created dual major of Astrology and Human Sexuality. There is absolutely NO TRUTH to the rumor that Starzina’s second daughter has Royal blood, despite tabloid photographs allegedly depicting her cavorting on the Italian Riviera with Princes William and Harry, clad only in Prussian helmets and armbands of questionable taste. Starzina currently resides with her daughters in Philadelphia, the City That Loves You (On Your) Back, where she enjoys Double Coupon Day at the local SuperCruise and “encouraging” the coxswain of the Penn rowing team.