Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1998 02:36:37 -0500
Subject: a week's worth in a stemmed
flute
122498:0023PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE CHRISTMAS EVE HAS INFECTED US
ALL WITH THE UNFAMILIAR FEELINGS OF HUMILITY, INSIGNIFICANCE AND
A SENSE THAT WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER. THEN SATURDAY, WE'LL
FORGET ALL THIS EVER HAPPENED.
Xmas. And Xmas gifts. They're close. I can almost smell them.
No, I take it back. That's the Usinger sausage and cheese platte
rthat should have been refrigerated immediately. But instead of
sneaking into people's closets and rattling the boxes, let's just
see what everybody should be getting under their tree tomorrow
in another episode of Will Durst's annual Xma$ Gift Wi$h Li$t.
For Strom Thurmond: At least two more
terms. Because God knows you can't have a really effective government
without at least one 112-year-old guy in the mix.
For Bill Gates: A sign for his desk
that says "the bucks stop here."
For Newt Gingrich: The Republicans
go down in flames and he has to put his cape and tights back
on and save them.
For Charlton Heston: A .357 magnum
with armor piercing explosive nose bullets he can give to school
teachers to fight back.
For Kenneth Starr: A tan.
For Linda Tripp: A best friend just
like her.
For Bob Dole: Enough Viagra to last
him through Liddy's campaign.
George W. Bush: A yellow stripe for
the middle of his forehead indicating the depths of his compassionate
conservatism.
For James Carville: A new boss.
For Spice Girls: A sixteenth minute.
Will Durst is wishing you all a veryvery
merry, and no matter what your religious party card says,may Santa
smile on your vegetation. The bile will return Monday.
122898:0033PDT
PETALUMA, CALIFORNIA, WHICH STILL CALLS ITSELF THE CHICKEN CAPITAL
OF THE WORLD. AND THEY ALSO CLAIM TO HAVE AN ANSWER TO THE AGE
OLD QUESTION. IT WAS THE EGG.
Frequently Asked Questions About Impeachment.
Q. What is impeachment?
A. Impeachment is when Congress decides the President has been
too uppity and they attempt to bring him down to their level.
Q. What's the worst part of impeachment?
A. A nation torn asunder at the seams by a contentious internal
political struggle.
Q. What's the best part of impeachment?
A. During the trial, the Senators have to write their questions
down and aren't allowed to talk.
Q. What did Clinton do that has Republicans
in both houses of Congress twitching like hamsters duct taped
to rotor tillers?
A. He made Newt Gingrich go home.
Q. What's the big deal about a President
lying? What's that make: 42 in a row?
A. Good point. Besides, he lied about cheating on his wife. That's
why it's called cheating on your wife. You're supposed to lie.
It's in the manual. If you tell the truth it's a totally different
thing. I think it's actual title is: Wilt Chamberlain's autobiography.
Q. What's the difference between Henry
Hyde, Dan Burton and Bob Livingston getting caught cheating on
their wives and Clinton getting caught?
A. Clinton's lag time wasn't long enough.
Q. Do the Republicans and Clinton hate
each other so much they're willing to destroy the country just
to take each other out?
A. Just think of the American public as innocent victims in an
extremely ugly custody case.
To be continued.
Will Durst is here to help.
122998:0032PDT
BERKELEY, CALIFORNIA, WHERE YOU ARE REQUIRED TO SET YOUR CLOCKSBACK
TO 1968 WHEN YOU CROSS THE CITY BORDER. THE GOOD NEWS ISPEOPLE
ARE MELLOW. THE BAD NEWS IS MOSTLY THE FASHIONS. MOSTLY.
Frequently Asked Questions About Impeachment. Part two.
Q. What Was That Whole Foot Stomping
Thing With The Bombing Of Iraq? Congress looked like a bunch
of third graders whose field trip to Candyland got postponed.
"But I wanted to impeach him today! Who died and made him
President?"
A. Bob Dole.
Q. Why is everybody so against Censure?
A. They want Clinton to pay for crimes committed by Jimmy Carter.
Q. Why did Democrats march to the White
House after the vote?
A. Just a typical pep rally to put a positive spin on the Impeachment.
Q. What was Hillary's presence on Capitol
Hill during the vote meant to indicate?
A. Think of the brother showing up from Italy at the trial in
"Godfather II."
Q. How did Hugh Shelton become Commander
of the Joint Chiefs of Staff?
A. He replaced a General who removed himself from consideration
after it was revealed he had an affair.
Q. The heck is going on here?
A. Good question.
Q. Is Matt Drudge the journalist of
the future?
A. No, Larry Flynt is.
Q. What does the term split screen
Presidency mean?
A. People in Washington could watch Clinton end the bombing in
Iraq and the Redskins game at the same time.
Will Durst doesn't think we'll have
this much fun for a long time.
123098:0303PDT
WALNUT CREEK, CALIFORNIA, WHERE YOU CAN'T WALK A HALF A BLOCKWITHOUT
RUNNING INTO ANOTHER DAMN COFFEE SHOP. DON'T GET ME WRONG,I LIKE
MY COFFEE AS MUCH AS THE NEXT GUY, BUT I FEEL LIKE IT'SEXPECTED
THAT I DRINK ONE CUP AT A TIME.
Frequently Asked Questions About Impeachment.
Q. Can Clinton prevail?
A. If anybody can, it's him. He gets involved in an inappropriate
relationship with a girl 27 years his junior, gets caught lying
to a grand jury and what happens, two Republican Speakers quit.
Q. How come almost everybody in the
world reluctantly supported the bombing except Trent Lott, the
Chinese, French and Russians?
A. I don't know about Trent, but Saddam probably owes all those
other guys money.
Q. Why did Clinton choose such a critical
time to bomb Iraq?
A. Name a non critical time for Clinton since January 21st.
Q. Does Saddam really have the world's
4th largest army?
A. You have to understand there's a big drop off between numbers
three and four.
Q. Who said "America gets the
leaders it deserves"?
A. Thomas Jefferson. One of the forefathers of our country and,
as it turns out, the original Godfather of soul.
Q. What does the quotation mean?
A. We must have been a very naughty nation recently.
123198:0332PDT
Frequently Asked Questions About Impeachment.
Q. Could the President avoid impeachment
by apologizing?
A. Doubt it. He's already apologized to everybody for everything
including El Niño, the substandard maple syrup crop and
that whole Billy Ray Cyrus thing.
Q. Any chance he'll resign?
A. About the same chance we'll see the moon fall out of the sky
and lab rats grow wings, with flocks of them blocking out the
sun.
Q. Does the President have an enemies
list?
A. If so, his name must be at the very top.
Q. What about Hillary?
A. What about her?
Q. That's not an answer.
A. Like that was a question?
Q. Is it true when she got that dog
neutered, she checked around for a two for one deal?
A. No, but understand she has to hang with Bill. Politics is
like real estate: location, location, location. It's not like
they divorce, she gets the House. Although, I bet she checked.
Q. How much credibility does Bill have
left?
A. Well, the credibility dipstick is pretty dry, but he could
try to explain when he waggled his finger and scolded the American
public, "I never had sexual relations with that woman"
he was actually pointing at Helen Thomas.
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Date: Tue, 22 Dec 1998 03:17:27 -0500
a week's worth stuffd
up an angel's butt
121798:0334PDT
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA, WHERE THE NEW BELAGIO CASINO HAS ATTRACTEDTHE
HIGH ROLLERS VEGAS HAS BEEN HOPING TO WOO. UNFORTUNATELY THEMILLION
DOLLAR FURNISHINGS HAVE ATTRACTED A HORDE OF GAWKING LOWROLLERS
LIKE ME AS WELL.
It's funny. Well, unless you were taking a midnight stroll on
a hill overlooking the Tigris River, then maybe it wasn't so funny.But
the same arguments the pro and con impeachment forces are using,
could be translated directly to the pro and con Saddam forces.
"Yes he did."
"No he didn't."
"He lied."
"He parsed."
"He's a weasel with no sense of shame."
"Just trying to hold off the conspiracy against him."
"You say tomato and I say tomahto. Let's call the whole thing
off."
"Boom!"
The White House is calling the strike on Iraq, "Desert Fox",
which, correct me if I'm wrong, was the name the Allies gave to
Rommel during WWII, aka, the Big One. Of course, Clinton, also
aka, the Big One, might as well have called it "Smoke and
Mirrors" for all the good it did. Trent Lott, who apparently
mislaid the "close ranks in time of war" memo said that
Clinton was trying to distract America by a timely bombing. Although,
right now, I don't think America would put up much of a fight
if Clinton decided to launch Tomahawk Missiles at the Republican
side of Congress. After all, they're viable within a few inches
aren't they?
Will Durst only wishes Congress was viable within a few inches.
121898:0023PDT
PORTLAND, OREGON, THE ONLY STATE IN THE UNION WHERE YOU ARE NOTALLOWED
TO PUMP YOUR OWN GAS. AND THE ONLY STATE WHERE ASSISTEDSUICIDE
IS LEGAL. BUT YOU CAN'T KILL YOURSELF PUMPING YOUR OWNGAS.
"Desert Storm II. This time... it's personal." Theyhad
logos and a theme song. It was like watching a playoff game."You're
looking live at Baghdad, Iraq where the perennialfavorites, the
USA are taking on the upset minded hordes of Hussein."I kept
expecting John Madden to show up with his video chalkstick."There's
the coin toss, and Saddam elects to receive... andreceive... and
receive." Fourth largest army in the worldhunh? My only guess
is there must be a big drop off between numbersthree and four.
Talk about surreal. Watching live coverage ofa surprise attack.
At one point, Bernie Shaw asked ChristianeAmanpour what the smoke
smelled like and she said, "smellslike smoke." Republicans
cried Clinton picked a criticaltime to bomb Iraq. Yeah,since January
21st, name a non criticaltime in the Clinton administration. What
did everybody think thosetwo Carrier groups were doing lurking
in the Gulf? Practicingwind sprints? Rescuing oil encrusted terns?
Republicans reactedlike third graders whose field trip to Candyland
was postponed."But I wanted to impeach him today! Who died
and made himPresident?" Unh, Bob Dole. The only true non
believers wereTrent Lott, the Chinese, the French and the Russians.
I don'tknow about Trent, but the reason for the reluctance on
those otherguys was pretty obvious. Saddam owes them money.
And for his undying support, Bill Clinton and Will Durst owe Saddammoney.
122198:0245PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT HAS TAKENTHE
CITY BY STORM SPRINKLING OUR SEVEN HILLS WITH A LAYER OF SNOW.I
SUPPOSE MINNEAPOLIS IS ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE AN EARTHQUAKE.
Aah, Xmas. The magical moment which comes but once a year. So,okay...
it takes up three whole months now. But still. It's asacred celebration
where we honor the birth of our Lord and SaviorJesus Christ by
purchasing large amounts of stuff we don't needwhile eating and
drinking to such excess, clothes we receive fromAunts we can't
remember don't fit anymore and we're free to exchangethem for
other worthless crap we'll rip out of its overpackagedplastic
bubble wrap and never look at again. I get goosebumpsjust thinking
about it. So here goes with our annual index ofwho really deserves
what under their tree this Friday, aka; WillDurst's Tenth Annual
1998 Xma$ Gift Wi$h Li$t.
* For Bill Clinton: A pogo stick, so
he can keep bounce and bounce and bounce around the truth.
* For Hillary Clinton: A Nobel Peace Prize for not belting Bill
with a lamp everytime they're seen in public.
* For Monica Lewinsky: An all expenses paid year's sabbatical
in Antarctica.
* For Saddam Hussein: A Stealth Bunker somewhere near the gates
of hell.
* For Larry Flynt: A Pulitzer.
* For new Los Angeles Dodger Kevin Brown: A private island where
he can spend his early October vacation.
Will Durst is going to keep this damnthing
up all week long. Get over it.
122298:0003PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE HOLIDAY COLD SNAP HAS CONFUSEDA
LOT OF PEOPLE. SHOULD WE HUDDLE AROUND OUR SEASONAL FIRE ORJUST
DRINK EGG NOG WITH LOTS OF RUM IN IT. THE CORRECT ANSWERIS YES.
Let's face it, it's all about gifts. Buying, selling, giving,getting.
Santa keeps a list and checks it twice, and so do we.We were in
the midst of giving out presents to a bunch of folkswho deserved
them, even if they didn't even know they deservedthem but we know
they do, so in the spirit of the holiday, let'skeep it up. Here
goes with part two of Will Durst's 1998 Xma$Gift Wi$h Li$t.
* For Dominique Moceanu: Her own MTV
series titled "How To Ground Your Parents."
* For Latrell Sprewell: A phone with Johnny Cochran's number
preset into all the speed dialer positions.
* For The Bosnian People: The discovery of vast pools of oil.
* For Al Gore: A strobe light to use at Press Conferences giving
the appearance of movement.
* For Bob Livingston: His own Calendar deal where he can pose
in all his favorite outfits.
* For Baby Boomers Who Still Think Social Security Will Be Around
When They Retire: Pixie Dust to stay forever young.
* For Dick Armey: A Nickname.
* For the NBA Players Association: A round trip ticket on the
clue train.
* For Mike Tyson: A couple of tenderized appetizers before the
main entree.
* For Carolyn Starr: Enough luck at Stanford to never get Chelsea
Clinton as a lab partner.
Will Durst thinks there should be Furbys for
everybody and they should cry when the Jerry Springer Showcomes
on. DON'T FORGET TO MAKE YOUR RESERVATIONSFOR
THE BIG FAT YEAR END KISS OFF COMEDY SHOW STARRING DEB &MIKE,
JOHNNY STEELE, KEN SONKIN, AND ANDY VALVUR SATURDAY THETWENTY
SIXTH AT THE JULIA MORGAN CENTER IN BERKELEY, AND SUNDAYTHE TWENTYSEVENTH
AT THE MYSTIC THEATER IN PETALUMA.
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Date: Tue, 15 Dec 1998 03:45:07 -0500
Subject: a week's worth hidden in adime
store santa's beard
112598:0002PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE BIGGEST FREE RANGE TURKEYSARE
ON THE TOUR BUSES GOING DOWN LOMBARD AVENUE AT ABOUT FOURMILES
AN HOUR.
Thankful? Hey, I got your thankful right here. I am so damn fullof
thanks for so many things. Can you even imagine what I'm thankfulfor?
No, of course not, that's why you're reading this. To findout
exactly what it is that a middle aged married childless guygives
thanks for, right? So here I go with my extremely personalitemized
list of objects, sights and experiences that make lifejust a tiny
bit more worthwhile.
* An undiscovered pair of clean underwear
after a two week camping trip.
* A debris sandwich at Mother's in New Orleans.
* Sleeping until noon.
* Pez.
* Diana Rigg in the original Avengers.
* Confusing all the kids as we race up the stairs to the waterslide.
* Toasting those same kids with Bloody Marys at the swim up bar
of the Hilton Waikoloa on the west side of the Big
Island during sunset.
* Vests.
* Kenneth Starr, Don King and Jesse "the Body" Ventura.
* Diana Rigg in anything.
* Scrambled eggs with lox on a Sunday morning when my baby wakes
up before I do.
* Doing eighty five down Highway 395 in a convertible hunk of
Detroit iron with the radio cranked up to eleven.
* Diana's meat pie at Hunan in San Francisco.
* That I'm no longer working graveyard shift at the foundry.
* Luchese boots after about a year.
Will Durst wore Lucheses working atthe
foundry.
121098:0039HST
WAIKOLOA VILLAGE, BIG ISLAND, HAWAII, WHERE EX SUGAR CANE WORKERSHAVE
FOUND JOBS IN THIS TOURIST MECCA AS VALETS AND BARTENDERS.AND
THEY PROBABLY MAKE A WHOLE LOT MORE MONEY AND ENJOY IT LESS.
Hey guys, guess what? The Good Samaritan law passed earlier thisfall
to goose corporate firms into sharing information and technologywith
each other to help fight the Y2K problem has been deemeda failure.
Who would have thunk? Next you'll tell me the RepublicanCongressional
leadership isn't shelling out the big bucks in contributionsto
the Clinton Impeachment defense fund. The Y2K glitch, for thoseof
you who have spent the last couple of years as Ted Kascinsky'sweird
hermit neighbor, is where computers get stupider than arejected
Jerry Springer guest and think when the date changesto the year
2000, it's actually the start of a four month periodin the fifteenth
century and it tries to hide its operating systemin the South
of France in order to avoid the Spanish Inquisition.Or something
like that. But nobody wants to share informationbecause lawyers
have warned them they'll be liable in case theypass on bad info
even though the bill says they won't. Of coursenobody will really
know if it is or isn't a problem until themillennium rolls around
in 385 days. And it we'll be able to seeexactly what's going down
by watching the countries across theInternational Dateline. So
for the first time in our history,we'll be able to say, "as
goes New Zealand, so goes the world."
Will Durst will be home soon. Soon. So soon. As opposed to Suisun.
121198:0034HST
POIPU, KAUAI, HAWAII, WHERE BECAUSE OF SOME WEIRD OPTICAL ILLUSION,THE
OFFSHORE WAVES LOOK LIKE THEY'RE COMING AT YOU FROM UPHILL.JUST
LIKE THE PRICES OF THE HOTEL RESTAURANTS.
Confused about sex? Turns out you are not alone, my friend. Congress,not
to mention the President and a whole bunch of judges and lawyersand
journalists happen to be baffled about the whole damn thingas
well. Perplexed you might say. I'd go so far as to say puzzledeven.
Journalists of course, you expect it from. But was it sexor was
it all just a big misunderstanding? See, it depends onyour perspective.
Now for a guy, well simply put; this is notwhat the my buds back
in high school would have referred to as"getting laid."
This was more like extreme third base.A triple with the bases
full. Of course to a girl's mom this wasa whole lot more than
getting laid. This was the dreaded "perversion."A gateway
leading directly to the wearing of fishnet stockings.To a guy's
dad, this would have meant a walk past the woodshedaccompanied
by a bogus warning tinged with a proud smirk. Afterall, this was
arm punching proof his little boy was a real man.The boys down
at the plant got to hear about this one. To a girl'sdad, this
would have meant a furious session in the dark changingthe gun
metal finish on his automatic weapons collection chromeplated.
Will Durst and his lovely wife Debi don't have kids. They arekids.
121498:0012PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, SUPPOSEDLY THE DESTINATION OF ELLENDEGENERES
AND ANNE HECHE AS THEY FLEE THE HORRORS AND PREJUDICEOF HOLLYWOOD
FOR THE HORRORS OF SAN FRANCISCO'S WEATHER.
So, let me get this straight. In order to get a moment's peace,Clinton
feels like he has to escape to the relative quiet of theGaza Strip.
Maybe while he's over there, he'll establish an EasternWhite House
in Sarajevo. Just for a couple of months or so. Untilthings die
down to a low boil over here. Which looks to be aboutJanuary.
Of the year 2001. He still denies he committed perjury,and intimated
that before he quits we'll see the moon fall outof the sky and
lab rats grow wings, with flocks of them blockingout the sun.
Its turned into a test of wills. Will Bill crackor will the Republicans
cut their own throats just to bleed onhim? Of course, the Republicans
maintain there won't be a backlashin their singleminded quest
to oust the President because we'retoo stupid to remember this
whole witch hunt a full two yearsfrom now. I love it when they
underestimate our intelligence.Just like in November when they
convinced themselves everybody's"giveashit" was broke
and they lost seats in Congressduring a midterm election for the
first time since the NorthernHemisphere cooled. They're still
hoping beyond hope if they turnover enough rocks a monster will
crawl out from under one. Andthey're willing to bet the monster
won't be a public more pissedoff than Sean Penn with a bunch of
sticks up his butt. Wrong.
Will Durst puts five bucks on the over at eight months.
AND NOW IT'S TIMETO ANNOUNCE
THE RETURN OF
THE 30 SECOND MYSTERIES
COAL MIND
Quarter mile in, the light faded. I scuttled forward on my butt,right
foot on the north rail; back against the wall. Maybe I couldsalvage
the suit coat. "One step closer and the whole placegoes,
asshole!" He had a point. It was a coal mine. Smartdicks
don't chase suspects 1/ 4 mile into 360 degrees of flammablematerial.
A light flashed and we were both blind. The fuse's flickeringsizzle
held our attention like a broken cyanide capsule on thetongue.
I screamed "Hillary", hoping he'd throw toosoon. I heard
it arc right. Three ties and half the rail againaway. Legs braced,
I leapt. Left knee cracked on south rail. Twodreamy crawls and
it was mine. Slick, sinister and scary. Sirenic.An awkward underhanded
toss, thegering pinball lope off wallstowards faint glimmer of
light. Sudden loud and immense hot. Hurledagainst jagged hard.
Slow rise. Okay, forget the coat.
PINK TWIST
We were naked. She had me by the shortest of hairs. I was heralibi
when her brother died. And the cops had arrested the cabdriver
who found him. I knew now, nothing was as it appeared.First off,
she wasn't his sister. She was his brother. And thegun she pointed
at me was at least three quarters cannon. "Can'tblame this
on the cab driver Patti, or is Patrick?" "Actually,Big
Boy, it's Dimitri. Yvgeny, or as you called him, Patti, islying
in a sheet metal drawer down at the morgue." "Ah,the
old Ukrainian twin transvestite triple switch." "Yeah,but
how often have you heard it done with a hollowed out bowlingpin?"
"Only once. On my Langley roommate. Geneva. 83."Her
mouth relaxed into that resigned smile you only see on reallyold
Russians and she lowered the artillery as the Fibs knockeddown
the door. The crime scene negs cost me eight grand.
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Date: Tue, 24 Nov 1998 04:28:41 -0500
Subject: a week's worth dipped in giblet
gunk
111898:0138CST
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE THEY'RE WORRIED WHEN DENNIS RODMAN GOT
MARRIED TO CARMEN ELECTRA IN VEGAS THIS WEEKEND, HE MIGHT HAVE
COMMITTED BIGAMY, SINCE HE ALREADY MARRIED HIMSELF AND NEVER GOT
DIVORCED.
What They Say/ What They Mean
The Iraqi Weapons Inspection Crisis Version pitting the Mother
of All swarthy Iraqi strongman versus the American President who's
smoother than rayon pajamas on silk sheets in zero gravity.
WTS: "We're looking forward to
going back into Iraq and being allowed to do our job."
WTM: "Those frequent flyer miles are adding up."
WTS: "Clinton's statement is a
flagrant violation of International law."
WTM: "Totally different International laws than Saddam is
breaking."
WTS: "We are not advocating the
overthrow of Saddam's regime."
WTM: "But we might be willing to kick in a couple of bucks
if someone else is willing to get their hands dirty. How does
an ante of $97 million sound?"
WTS: "Iraq has backed down."
WTM: "The coin came up heads."
WTS: "America, the demon oppressor,
has backed down ."
WTM: "Whew!"
WTS: "I don't believe any additional
warning is required."
WTM: "Linda Tripp is standing by to be airlifted in."
WTS: "It's just a pesticide factory."
WTM: "We seem to attract extremely large bugs around here.
And most of them are bipeds."
WTS: "We Russians sympathize with
the plight of the Iraqi people."
WTM: "We originated the whole broke and hungry thing."
WTS: "We lost all the chemical
and biological weapon documentation."
WTM: "The dog ate our homework."
Will Durst has lost his documentation
many times.
111998:0345CST
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE EACH NIGHT THE NEWS LEADS OFF WITH THE
CITY PLANNING ON DIGGING UP A LOT NEXT TO JOHN WAYNE GACY, THE
KILLER CLOWN'S, OLD HOUSE. I GUESS ITS SWEEPS MONTH AT THE COOK
COUNTY DISTRICT ATTORNEY'S OFFICE AS WELL.
So the deal is, K-Tel Records may be decertified by NASDAQ for
being underfunded, and I may have the answer here. Late night
commercials hawking the Tripp-Lewinsky tapes. "Not available
in stores. White House operators now on duty. " After eleven
months we finally got to hear the intern's sirenic voice, and
enh... I guess you could say it's sexy in a Raphaelesqe under-grad
Banana Republic sort of way. Of course now the deluge begins.
We're going to get more tired of hearing her talk than Bill is,
if that's possible. After turning down what her lawyer claimed
were offers of more than $5 million, yeah, right, and formica
is edible; Ms. Lewinsky signed a book deal for a $600,000 advance
from St. Martin's Press. She'll also talk to Barbara Walters and
tape a shot on a British talk show for a cut of the world wide
take, which may be more than a million bucks. So she's come out
of this, well if not smelling like a rose, at least able to afford
a nice rose scent cologne. What with Paula Jones and Kathleen
Willey waiting in the wings, I think we have a brand new cottage
industry on our hands. The Oval Office Harlequin romance line.
Will Durst hopes that they won't use
a picture of Bill Clinton with a naked torso on the covers.
112098:0035CST
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE THE BULLS HAVE REPLACED THE CATHOLIC
CHURCH AS RELIGION OF CHOICE. MICHAEL JORDAN IS THE POPE AND DENNIS
RODMAN ONE OF THOSE WEIRD CARDINALS WITH A RESTRAINING ORDER RESTRICTING
HIM TO 100 YARDS AWAY FROM CATECHISM CLASS.
As a public service, I watched the Impeachment hearings so that
you didn't have to. And I got to be honest here. You owe me money.
Oh, it was riveting television. A lot like listening to golf on
the radio in Mandarin. Like watching varnish harden on a closet
baseboard by a ten watt light bulb. I don't mean to say Kenneth
Starr was boring but his own staff was nodding off behind him.
He has to be the whitest human on the face of the planet. Beyond
white. He's translucent. A man to whom the term "pasty"
is but a dream. Envious of diaphanous. And it's an absolute wonder
how he's able to be so incredibly patient with us. Because we
are so stupid. Don't we get it? My God, it's like trying to explain
quantum physics to a rabbit hutch. Not only did the man lie, but
then he lied about lying. Yeah, sure, maybe his staff intimidated
Monica Lewinsky by a threat of 27 years in jail if she tried to
talk to her lawyer. He was just following normal prosecutorial
procedure. And sure, he can't remember a lot of stuff. So what?
Didn't Clinton use the same ruse? And don't give me that birds
of a feather crap, there's a big difference between the two of
them. It's so obvious. Starr is on the side of right.
Will Durst is looking forward to hours
more of this scintillating viewing.
112398:0045CST
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE LINED
MICHIGAN AVENUE TO SEE THE OPENING OF THE FESTIVAL OF THE LIGHTS.
IN MANY RESPECTS WE'RE NOT UNLIKE BUGS.
The older you get the more you realize it's mostly the little
things you should be giving thanks for. I am older. Although mostly
physically, not so much mentally. Anyhow, here's a partial listing
of things I'm thankful for.
*The Christmas ads only start the week
before Thanksgiving and not the week after the Fourth of July.
*For those glorious days when most
of my motor functions are up around 80%.
*Finally driving a car with a working
cigarette lighter and an antenna that needs neither duct tape
or a wire hanger.
*The guy who invented the double cheeseburger
with ketchup and onions only.
*Freezer strength zip-lock baggies.
*Anchor Steam Christmas Ale.
*Rats don't have wings, except for
Saddam's Air Force.
*Crass use of cheap nationalis waving.
*Newt Gingrich, Martha Stewart and
Dick Armey, just for focus.
*Hotel shower heads missing those stupid
water conserving washers.
*Co workers who understand they can't
talk to me until after I've had my first cigarette and third
cup of coffee.
*Win-win situations like the US Justice
Department versus Microsoft.
*Relaxed fit jeans.
*Just the thought of Maui.
*Just the thought of Annette Benning
in "The Grifters."
*Just the thought of my lovely wife
Debi Ann sleeping on my shoulder.
*Crass use of cheap holiday sentimentality.
Will Durst is a tool.
112498:0235CST
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE ON SATURDAYS, THE BARS STAY OPEN AS LATE
AS FIVE AM. IF ONLY CALIFORNIA WERE AS CIVILIZED I WOULD PROBABLY
HAVE A LOT MORE WEIRD STORIES TO TELL THAT I NEEDED HELP REMEMBERING.
Before we were so rudely interrupted, I was talking about how
the aging process tends to clarify the brain. Or perhaps distill
is a better term. Yes, I'm sure it has something to do with distilling.
And my appreciation of the little things in life has risen like
a yeast pie floating on a hot springs. So here's a further listing
of things I'm going to spend this week being thankful for.
*A perfectly turned 6-4-3 double play
on a crisp April afternoon with a polish dog in one hand and
a newspaper in the other.
*Endlessly engagable snooze alarms.
*Four legged free range turkeys.
*$1.29 for a gallon of gas.
*Monica Lewinsky, H. Ross Perot and
Rush Limbaugh.
*Movies where shit blows up real good
seen on a wide screen in THX sound.
*When you're stuck out in the boonies
and you need a quick fix and still, I'm embarrassed to say it;
the USA Today.
*Jujy Fruits.
*Air conditioning cranked up to the
point where icicles form on your eyelids.
*Oh yeah, CFC free air conditioning
cranked up to the point where icicles form on your eyelids.
*That six year old t-shirt with more
holes in it than the Albert Hall.
*Kids who know who the Beatles are.
Will Durst listened to the Beatles while
eating Jujy Fruits.
just to let you know.
don't freak out when ain't nothing coming at you next week. see
you back on
the fourteenth of december.
|
Date: Tue, 17 Nov 1998 03:00:55 -0500
Subject: a week's worth with a windsor
knot
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE
ONLY WAY TO TELL THE UNEMPLOYEDSUPERVISORS FROM THE TOURISTS IS
TO CHECK AROUND THE COFFEE SHOPS. THOSEWITH THE WHIPPED CREAM
ON THEIR LATTES ARE THE TOURISTS.
They got the word from on high. And I'm talking highest on high.
Even Janet Reno wouldn't argue with them. They can't censure Clinton.
All the big time Constitutional scholars say so. Even Arthur M.
Schlesinger Jr., which is like saying God's smarter little brother,
said so. It's impeachment or nothing. There's a lot of other things
they are Constitutionally prohibited to do to Bill Clinton and
here's a couple of them.
* They are only allowed to poke him
with their bony little fingers and make loud "tsk tsk"
noises when the cameras have already gone.
* They can't force him to say "Paula
Jones got a big ol butt", but James Carville is still fair
game.
* While being lectured by Strom Thurmon,
he now can sit far enough away so he isn't slobbered on.
* He can get up off his knees and doesn't
have to kiss Trent Lott'sring. Even though Trent has promised
not to put it in his back pocketanymore.
* No longer going to require him sit
with his family and watch all the "Ernest" movies in
an endless rotation.
* Are forbidden to make him roll in
hairgel and coffee grounds before addressing Congress.
* Can't put him in the same room with
brother Roger and let Roger laugh and laugh and laugh anymore.
Will Durst is happy for Roger.
111298:0317PSST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A SUSPECT ARRESTED IN FOUR THROAT
SLASHINGS CLAIMS HE'S A 2,000 YEAR OLD VAMPIRE. HIS ROOMMATE,
THE WEREWOLF REFUSED TO VERIFY THIS. WEREWOLF? THERE WOLF.
"Our next movie is a virtual remake by director John Hughes
of one of his previous smash hits. It's called 'Newt Gingrich's
Day Off' and it once again stars Matthew Broderick in the title
role as an irrepressible troublemaker with a heart of gold. Here's
a scene where Newt cons his replacement as Speaker of the House,
Bob Livingston into granting him a lifetime pass to Disney World."
"Bob, Bob, Bob, you got to go with me here. We got an opportunity
to make an impression on these kids early. Oh wait, is that Richard
Gephart handing out pamphlets to the line for Mr. Toad's Wild
Ride?" (Livingston does a double take, then slams the door
shut, knocking Hillary Clinton, who's listening on the extension
phone, out the window. Cut to long shot of First Lady dangling
from the third floor of the Dirksen Senate Building by phone cord
hanging onto the receiver screaming. Gingrich snickers, while
Mia Sara rubs his back.) "I don't know about you Gene but
I loved it. It was cheeky whimsical fun, with characters more
colorful than a GOPAC fund raiser, and it made me realize how
much we all miss the old Newtster." "I'm with you on
this one Roger. This meave been as full of wacky zany antics as
the 105th Congress, but it sure is the feel good comedy of the
holiday season, and for once I'm glad they left room for a sequel.
Let the rehabilitation begin."
Will Durst doesn't want you to know
what Newt can do with his thumbs.
111798:0336PST
VIRGINIA CITY, NEVADA, WHICH 120 YEARS AGO WAS HOME TO 35,000
PEOPLE, THE LARGEST POPULATION CENTER WEST OF THE MISSISSIPPI.
OF COURSE WHEN THE MINES PLAYED OUT, THE JOBS WENT AWAY. AND SO
DID MOST OF THE PEOPLE. EXCEPT THE REALLY SMART ONES.
"B-B-Back in the rude Iraqi bars. You don't know how lucky
you are boys. Back... in the rude Iraqi bars." Those lucky
UN Inspectors, AKA, the Yo-Yo Gang, are on the job again playing
Saddam's weird version of the Shell Game. You know, the one where
if you pick the right shell, you have to leave the room. "Anything
over there?" "No. Go look." "Okay, anything
over behind the dresser?" "Nope. Go ahead, have a peek."
"How bout under the sink?" "You must get out now."
We were a mere half hour from launching Tomahawk missiles and
igniting Desert Storm II; "This Time It's Personal."
And after canceling it, Bill had to puff up like a blowfish with
a helium nozzle for the benefit of our disappointed boys. "We
will renew plans for airstrikes if Saddam breaks his promise."
If Saddam breaks his promise? If? Isn't that like saying "if
a wounded cornered weasel growls?" "If Don King gets
accused of shady business practices?" "If Stephen King
writes another book where weird stuff goes down?" "If
Larry King gets divorced?" I wouldn't trust this guy as far
as I could throw hot glue. Hussein, not King.
Not that Will Durst trusts those King
boys all that much either.
Go see Will Durst mock and scoff and
taunt in that broad shouldered toddling town with the 312 area
code at a cozy little joint called Zanies. On Wells. Tuesday through
Sunday. A whole damn week. Couldn't you just die?
|
Date: Tue, 10 Nov 1998 02:06:04 -0500
Subject: a humblin week's worth
110498:0105PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE WORST FALLOUT OF ELECTION
NIGHT WAS A SEVERE LACK OF ADULT BEVERAGES AT BARBARA BOXER'S
VICTORY PARTY WHICH CAUSED A NEAR RIOT, UNTIL WILL THE WACKY BARTENDER
CALMED THE ASSEMBLED.
Election night is over and the only thing weirder than finding
a picnic table in your glove compartment has to be the news that
Jesse "The Body" Ventura won the Governor's race in
the state of Minnesota. Poor Hubert "Skip" Humphrey.
First his old man loses the Presidency to Richard Nixon; now he
loses the Governorship to a former professional wrestler. I guess
those Humphrey boys don't have a whole lot of luck with subanthropoidal
mutants. Just shows you the people of Minnesota respect professional
wrestlers more than they do professional politicians. "Hey,
at least these guys work out." The new motto of the Gopher
State: "Our Governor can put your governor's eyes out with
his pecs" How long before Hulk Hogan challenges him to a
steel cage match, no holds barred, for the rights to govern. Or
Jesse negotiates a settlement in the state legislature by slamming
a chair over the head of the Speaker of the House. Then he coerces
an arbitration agreement out of state labor leaders by slamming
their collective bargaining heads into the turnbuckle. And of
course, you got the race in Tennessee, where a state senate candidate
who legally changed his name to Byron (Low Tax) Looper stands
accused of shooting his opponent, the incumbent, Tom Burks, dead.
Talk about negative campaigning. If you ask me, that's taking
the whole idea of term limits a little too seriously. Admittedly
hampered in his campaigning by being imprisoned, Loopy lost to
Tom Burks' widow in a write in vote, by a margin of 97 to 3. Sometimes,
America makes you proud at the same time you're appalled.
Will Durst loves this country, even
though he's frightened of it at the same time.
110598:0034PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE ONLY PLACE TO LIVE THAT DOESN'T
COST AN ARM AND A LEG IS IN CITY JAIL. SO A LOT OF THOSE SO CALLED
CRIMINALS ARE ACTUALLY JUST RENTERS PRICED OUT OF THE MARKET.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This. Election Edition.
* The best news for Al Gore is not
that Gray Davis is Governor of California during a redistricting
period, but rather when he stands next to Davis he looks like
he's outlined in neon and dancing across the stage like Mick
Jagger.
* The New York Senate race where Charles
Shumer beat Al D'Amato cost $36 million. Just goes to prove that
politics and money go together like pork rinds and cholesterol.
And are just as good for you too.
* A full 4% of our states are now being
governed by Bush brothers. Thank god Barbara didn't have any
more kids.
* The major issue that swept the country
this time around was... there wasn't one. The Dow is still hovering
around 9000 and we're fat and happy like a school of pirhana
in a raw meat swimming pool.
* As usual there were more strange
races out there than reasons not to watch the WB Network. Okay,
maybe not that many. In Southern California, seeking the office
of the highest paid elected official in the country at a salary
of $234,016 a year, LA County Sheriff Sherman Block lost his
re-election bid against Division Chief Lee Baca. Sheriff Block's
edge, he was the incumbent. His drawback: he was dead. He'd would
have gotten my vote. How much harm could he do?
Will Durst is relieved Jesse "The
Body" Ventura is governor of Minnesota, because now California
is no longer the wackiest state in the union.
110998:0247PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, A TOWN WHERE PARKING IS NOT JUST A
CHALLENGING SPORT, AND AN ENTERTAINING WAY TO SEE THE CITY BUT
FOR SOME OF US, IT'S AN ACTUAL WAY OF LIFE.
Well, it finally happened. Newt Gingrich quit and packed up his
little Speaker's gavel and went home. He's nothing but a big girl.
"You guys don't like me anymore." Hey Newt, we never
liked you. And what took you so long? Just goes to prove, when
the going gets tough, the tough go home. He was perfectly cast
as the brick throwing back bencher. But as a bona fide leader
he became a target bigger than a blue bull in a bathtub. Real
similar to a baboon's butt. The higher he climbed the tree, the
harder it was to look at him. You know who you got to feel sorry
for? All those guys who donated money to his Congressional race
only to have him serve zero days before running back home and
hiding under the covers. And it probably doesn't help that Clinton's
Monica Strategy worked. The very event that was going to strike
down the President boomeranged. How ironic is it that? Lewinsky
goes down on Bill and Newt loses his job. It's the weirdest turn
of events in the history of partisan politics. Clinton gets a
blow job and Newt is the one who goes down for it. Proving that
not only is Bill the luckiest guy on the face of the earth but
also the ultimate CEO. But the biggest loss is also his, and I'm
sure he's shopping for a new villain right now.
Will Durst will miss Newt only a fraction
less than Bill Clinton.
111098:0154PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR GOT HIT IN THE FACE
WITH THREE PIES COURTESY OF THE BIONIC BAKING BRIGADE, WHO SAID
THEY WANTED TO CALL ATTENTION TO SOMETHING. I'M SURE THEY SAID
BUT I FORGET EXACTLY WHAT.
So, it turns out Thomas Jefferson was not only one of the forefathers
of our country but also the original Godfather of soul. Good Gawd
y'all. Powder my wig. What I don't understand is why anybody cares
if the third President of the United States did or did not have
an affair with Sally Hemings, a slave at Monticello, his Virginia
estate. Who also happened to be his late wife's racially mixed
half-sister. And both of whose father was a plantation owner.
Wink wink. Nudge nudge. Say no more. Say no more. So, the family
obviously had some experience with the same sort of situation.
I'm just saying we're talking about a man who was one of the smartest
humans on the face of the planet. Who cares if he discreetly assuaged
his loneliness with a friend of the family. A good lucking one
as well by all accounts. Historians of course have poo poohed
the idea for years, because he was such a moral upstanding guy.
Shows you what kind of faith you should put in historians. Male
historians. Every woman on the face of the planet could have told
you he was capable of it. He was a guy.
Will Durst imagines Bill Clinton is
pissed because TJ got away with it for about two centuries longer
than he did.
|
Date: Tue, 3 Nov 1998 04:12:03 -0500
Subject: a week's worth with election
stuff dripping off it
102898:0032PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE US DISTRICT JUDGE VAUGHN WALKER
SAID HUMBODLT COUNTY COPS WHO DABBED PEPPER SPRAY INTO THE EYES
OF NONVIOLENT DEMONSTRATORS WERE WITHIN THEIR RIGHTS. AND HE ALSO
SAID SICK PUPPIES SHOULD BE FED TO THE WOOD CHIPPER.
Latrell Sprewell, who was suspended by the NBA for 68 games for
choking his coach like a circus chicken, is suing his agent Arn
Tellem for failing to negotiate a salary protection clause in
his contract with the Golden State Warriors. Apparently there
was no clause calling for an annual psychiatric study either.
Sprewell's lawyer said the shooting guard insists on this action
partly because of the vast public ridicule he's received. My only
thought here is he must have come to like it. And since my Brewtown
homeboy obviously needs help, I thought I'd come up with a list
of other potential litigants he can pursue in his quest for universal
scorn.
* Michael Jordan for setting an unachievable
standard.
* His parents for gifting him with
hands that could wrap around a refrigerator.
* His third grade gym teacher for not
setting the same level of provocation PJ Carlesimo did.
* Dick Armey for being so butt ugly.
* His lawyer for not talking him out
of suing everybody and his brother.
* His lawyer's brother.
* Tony Serra's brother for not talking
him into taking his case.
* The Warrior Girls for not being there
to distract him.
* Bill Clinton for just being, well...
Bill.
Will Durst has a sneaking
suspicion Spree's lawyer dude is getting paid by the hour.
103098:0043PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE
FIRE EXPERTS' ADVICE TO HILLSIDE DWELLERS IS TO WATER AND CUT
THEIR LAWNS FREQUENTLY. THANKS GUYS, AND HOW BOUT THAT DELICIOUS
FOOD. I HEAR ITS GOOD TO EAT AS WELL.
Now let me get this straight, we got school districts all over
America banning Halloween observations on religious grounds. What
religious grounds? Are they concerned the distribution of free
candy is just phase one of a clever Druid recruitment program?
What about trees? The Druids worshipped them. Is that what the
timber companies are trying to accomplish with their policy of
clearcutting; religious freedom? Perhaps these goody goody two
shoes are worried Halloween is a gateway holiday. Sure, if we
don't maintain an eternal vigilance, kids will sneak off to dark
alleys and start sacrificing goats for Saturnalia. Until they
eventually become Republicans and are willing to sacrifice the
elderly for tax cuts. Well, how bout Thanksgiving. Just who do
you suppose they were giving thanks to? And picnics? Aren't they
another feeding ritual meant to honor the Sun God Ra? Obviously
the next target in the sites of the thought police will come in
Spring. That's right, the Easter Bunny is going to end up roasted
on a cafeteria spit and served with mint jelly to prove to kids
that colored eggs and chocolate duckies have no place in public
schools. A lot like fun.
Will Durst thinks any holiday
which involves candy and the hollowing out of squashes and sticking
lit candles inside is fab.
110298:0035PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE ELECTION IS BEING GREETED
LIKE THE DEPARTURE OF A WEIRD OLD AUNT. KIND OF HAD JUST GOTTEN
USED TO HER BUT BE GLAD TO GET RID OF THAT WEIRD SMELL.
In one week the Tobacco industry pumped $8,000,000 into California
to defeat prop 10 which would add fifty cents to each pack of
cigarettes to pay for child development. Wait a minute, I'm not
sure you got that; I said one week. But they're having problems
telling us exactly why we should vote against it. The big argument
in their latest ad is; "because none of your money will go
to Project Head Start or our schools." Yeah, so, neither
does any of the money go to the catering wing of the PLO. None
of the money goes to Cousins of Children of Adult Cheesaholics.
What's your point? Children in Bangladesh are starving and not
a single penny goes to them, either. Besides, big tobacco companies
worried about Project Head Start. Give me a break. What's wrong
with this picture? That's like a guy who makes his living dumping
toxic waste into a river all worried about the little tadpoles.
"Prop Ten would take money away from breast cancer research."
That's a quote from one of their ads. The hell is that supposed
to mean? HOW is charging an additional fifty cents a pack cigarette
tax going to take money away from breast cancer research? Why
don't they just cut to the quick, and accuse Rob Reiner of being
a big stupid ham fisted meathead with the acting skills of a bloaty
toad. And "North" was a crappy movie. So there.
Will Durst actually liked
"North."
110398:0104PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE ELECTION DAY MEANS AN END
TO GROWN MEN AND WOMEN THROWING MUD AT EACH OTHER LIKE HYPERACTIVE
HORMONALLY POISONED SQUIRREL MONKEYS. I'M SO SAD TO SEE IT END.
Yesterday was one of those political news days that should require
comics like me to wear lobster bibs to catch the drool. Matt Fong's
campaign manager actually said out loud in front of people with
microphones, "this is an amazing election", which is
real similar to calling an winter solstice Antarctic excursion-
chilly. C'mon, amazing is what you call a poodle in a tutu, this
is more like a rhino in G string. With mere hours left, a couple
of polls are showing the Senator's race tightening with that all
important momentum switching sides faster than the free shrimp
disappear at a journalists' holiday buffet. Then you factor in
margins of error, the terminally undecided, and the precarious
nature of those who are chronically stupid on Tuesdays, and we're
back to Nowheresvillecity. I know a lot of people think anybody
who can be elected Senator shouldn't be, but this isn't about
the evil of two lessors, this is about your insignificant future.
So get off your lazy couch potato butts, and exercise your electoral
duty by voting. If you don't vote, you can't bitch. And remember,
it ain't over till the fat lady goes back to her dressing room
and changes into street clothes. Go. Do. Be. Besides, if it weren't
for voting, how would we ever know how close the polls actually
were?
By voting early, often and for different people, Will Durst cancels
himself out.
Will durst can be seen attempting
to make people laugh out loud on purpose against their will at
cobbs comedy club (9284445) thursday through sunday.
|
Date: Tue, 27 Oct 1998 01:56:08 -0500
Subject: a week's worth with new improved
satire in it
102198:0247PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE BOARD OF SUPERVISORS IS ABOUT
TO PROPOSE A BAN ON PREHOLIDAY BULLET SALES. OF COURSE THERE'S
ONLY ONE LICENSED AMMUNITION SELLER IN THE CITY, SO LIKE SO MANY
THINGS HERE, IT'S SYMBOLIC.
The US Government opened its anti-trust assault on Microsoft by
accusing Bill Gates of orchestrating an illegal effort to crush
competitors like hand painted porcelain beads under a steel boot
and extend Microsoft's dominance to the Internet. They fell short
of blaming him for The Fox Network's disastrous fall season, the
failure of the entire San Diego Padre relief staff and blue food
but that will probably come up later. They not only accused Gates
of "predatory pricing", or making his products too cheap
in an effort to vaporize other software companies but also of
making excessive profits. To which I got to say, "Hey, make
up your mind." The gnome without a comb himself may be missing,
but he's still pulling off a pretty good Sergeant Schultz impression
with his "I don't know nothing" refrain. One of the
major accusations the 20 state attorney generals and Justice Department
make is Microsoft made an illegal overture to Netscape for the
two companies to divide the Internet browser market though Microsoft
claims it was simply a meeting to discuss a strategic partnership.
"Yeah, that's it copper. We was just having us some ice cream
when all of a sudden this body falls right out of the sky and
lands on my knife. Sure, sure, that's how it happened."
Will Durst has your symbolism
right here.
102398:0008PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR AND THE BOARD OF SUPERVISORS
HAVE DECIDED TO ENACT AN AMNESTY PROGRAM FOR PARKING TICKETS.
WITH LESS THAN TWO WEEKS TO THE ELECTION. THE MOST AMAZING THING
IS MAYOR BROWN IS NOT UP FOR RE-ELECTION.
Why Wye? Because Camp David had more ghosts than an entire season
of Scooby Doo. Hard to live up to your big brothers' expectations
when the big brothers are Hall of Famers like Anwar Sadat, Menachem
Begin and Jimmy Carter. And you know Netanyahu, Arafat and Clinton
would rather be covered in paper cuts and dipped in tabasco sauce
than be held up to the outline of the big boys even with King
Hussein added to the mix. Arafat hasn't slept in the same place
two nights in a row since he was fooling around with training
bombs and Clinton has him hunkered down in a top bunk on some
Plantation in Eastern Maryland because the Democrats need a nice
foreign policy coup before the election. So these guys aren't
leaving until they agree on something and since small stumbling
blocks remain like the Palestinian Liberation Organization unwillingness
to give up its charter declaration calling for the total destruction
of Israel, I have some fail safe fallback promises they can keep.
* The sand stays.
* Breakfast is definitely the most important meal.
* This Y2K thing could be a bitch.
* Summer colds are the worst.
* The 98 Yankees couldn't carry the 27 Yankees' jockstraps.
* Those candy corn kernels are a crummy Halloween treat.
* Scariest Halloween movie: Halloween. The first one.
* Yellow may be more visible but fire trucks should be red.
* That Nicole Kidman is a fox.
* Pork sucks.
Will Durst wonders if they
can soften the language to "partial destruction."
102698:0003PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE TOMORROW'S STATE OF THE CITY
ADDRESS BY MAYOR BROWN WILL FOCUS ON SWEEPING AWAY THE DEBRIS
OF YESTERDAY AND BUILDING ON THE SOLID FOUNDATION OF TOMORROW.
YOU KNOW, THE TYPICAL.
First the smart money had the Democrats getting stomped like premature
robin eggs on the frozen tundra of Lambeau Field during a playoff
game because of the Presidential sex scandal. Then it looked like
the Republicans might suffer a backlash because they spent more
time focused on Mr. Clinton's groin than the famous Ms. Lewinsky.
Now nobody knows. In previous off elections which occur in the
middle of a Presidential term, the Party in charge of the White
House usually shoots a veritable platoon of Congresspersons onto
the unemployment rolls. Why? Nobody knows. Probably has more than
a little something to do with that old adage of familiarity breeding
comtempt. So the Republican gains in the House were initially
expected to be around thirty.-timate has been downgraded to around
a dozen. Truly a bear market. In the Senate, the big push for
the GOP was to win a gain of five seats to a fillibuster proof
60. Now three seats seems to be the goal. So anything less than
these figures will be considered a defeat. Clever positioning
by the Democrats. They've set it up so the Republicans could be
perceived as losers even though they win. Of course, since they
are all politicians, the real losers will most likely be us.
Will Durst is feeling a mite pithy today.
102798:0032PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR'S STATE OF THE CITY
ADDRESS SAID WE'RE HEADED IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION BUT HAVE A LOT
OF WORK TO DO, AND CAN ONLY DO IT... TOGETHER. AND I DIDN'T EVEN
HEAR IT.
It's sadder than a politician without a mirror. Because of the
NBA strike/ lockout/ gang pout, small children in $150 shoes are
being exposed to the grisly image of professional basketball players
penniless and standing in line for soup kitchens. Even the most
heartless of us, ie; Trent Lott, has to go all weepy at the sight
of these highly tuned athletes on urban street corners holding
hand made signs: "Will Set A Pick For Food." With an
average salary of $2.6 million, the grown men in brightly colored
short pants are losing more than $30,000 a game. Of course Michael
Jordan has the most to lose considering his $33 million salary,
so I imagine the mood in his private jet is one of major moping
and basic brooding while he's forced to portion out this week's
ration of food stamps to his retinue of hangers on. And the owners.
Who among us doesn't feel a twinge of poignant anguish as they
continue to be denied the simple joy of adding height to the top
of their pile of money. Of course the big losers again are the
fans as we no longer are allowed to fork over obscene amounts
of money to pay these people's salaries. Oh lord, please end this
ugly trial soon. Okay, not too soon.
Will Durst hopes it's
just in time for the playoffs.
|
Date: Tue, 20 Oct 1998 04:48:45 -0400
Subject: an odd week's
worth
101498:0017PDT
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA, WHERE THEY JUST RELEASED MIKE TYSON'S PSYCHIATRIC
EXAM WHICH SAID HE WAS DEPRESSED AND HIS RETURN TO THE RING MIGHT
ALLEVIATE HIS STRESS. ESPECIALLY IF HE WERE ALLOWED TO FIGHT THE
SAME OPPONENTS EVANDER HOLYFIELD HAS RECENTLY.
Here's what I'm alarmed about. Okay, alarmed is a strong word;
concerned. Well not really concerned, more like distressed or
troubled. Yeah, that's it, I'm troubled. What troubles me, although
admittedly I'm not losing a ton of sleep over it, is; sure we
view Clinton as an insufferable oaf with the social grace of a
flatulent musk ox in a Symphony Box, but should he really be impeached
for it? And if so, aren't we in danger of lowering the bar on
impeachable offenses? Perhaps focusing too hard on the last word
of that whole "high crimes and misdemeanors" deal? If
this rogue coup is successful, can't you just see a pattern of
rival majority parties impeaching Chief Executives for a successively
trivial series of offenses such as:
- Bad table manners.
- Wears thong underwear.
- Seen exiting limo parked in handicapped
zone.
- High squeaky voice makes dogs and
Sam Donaldson laugh.
- Forged mother's signature on permission
slip to get out of high school gym class.
- Head lice the size of catchers mitts.
- Found responsible for making rude
hand shadows during sex-ed film in sixth grade.
- Annoying facial tics.
- Personally oversaw selling of arms
to enemy state then tried to cover it up.
- Blew a 1-3-7 split in last frame of
father-son Congressional bowling tournament.
- Watches PBS.
Do not despair, Will Durst
is often troubled.
101698:0010EDT
LEXINGTON, KENTUCKY, WHERE THE UNIVERSITY OF KENTUCKY BASKETBALL
TEAM STARTS PRACTICE AT MIDNIGHT TONIGHT AND A TWELVE THOUSAND
PEOPLE ARE EXPECTED TO SHOW UP. NEEDLESS TO SAY, NOT A LOT TO
DO HERE.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- Here's hoping new Chief of Staff John
Podesta is getting paid per denial.
- Salman Rushdie is celebrating his
freedom by hanging out at remote locations without crowds, like
Bill Clinton support rallies.
- Scientists report the ozone hole over
the Antarctica is getting bigger. Bad news for the penguin population.
The nearest outlet for sunscreen is 1800 miles away.
- Mike Tyson's psychiatric report call
him a people person. But enough about his appetite.
- More and more companies are allowing
their employees to take naps. Of course there's a fine line between
a well rested worker and a civil service employee.
- Archaeologists have discovered worm
trails a billion years old. The finding's significance will allow
a more precise study of the evolution of politicians.
- Halloween is right around the corner.
When hollow creatures without souls come knocking at your door
in droves, it can only mean one thing. The following Tuesday
is an election day.
- An Arkansas man developed a device
that will filter out foul language from TV programs. This will
allow the impeachment hearings to be aired live at schools.
- The Pentagon has budgeted 50 million
dollars for Viagra next year. But it could end up saving money.
It most likely will result in shorter less costly missiles.
- If Congress conclusively proves Clinton
lied, do you think they'll follow normal procedure and elect
him Speaker Of The House?
Will Durst doesn't. Think
that is.
101998:0115EDT
LEXINGTON, KENTUCKY, WHERE THE UNIVERSITY OF KENTUCKY HAS BANNED
ALL LIQUOR FROM CAMPUS, SENDING THE IMPORTANT MESSAGE TO STUDENTS
THAT IF THEY WANT TO DRINK, THEY'D BETTER GET A CAR.
- The Spice Girls are thinking of creating
their own line of perfume. That's what I call progress. Not the
perfume deal; the fact that now they're thinking.
- With Clinton setting a precedent by
providing the Office of Independent Prosecutor a sample of his
DNA, I think we can rest assured that Kenneth Starr finally got
what he wanted all along: blood.
- After the shooting in the Capitol,
security has been beefed up to the point where the only way to
gain access to a Congressman is to sneak in disguised as a bribe.
- Considering the price of a World Series
ticket, Major League Baseball should award this year's trophy
for stealing to Bud Selig, the Commissioner.
- A drug ring was found to be operating
out of the Gary, Indiana government building. I wonder if the
feds were suspicious when everybody who received a key to the
city also got a pound of cut.
- I don't know why the Dodgers are having
such a hard time finding a new manager.
- You'd think there'd be plenty of guys
who would want a position that would guarantee Octobers off.
- Congress has okayed the establishment
of a commission that will oversee commercial space travel. Now
all we got to do is get them to volunteer to man the maiden voyage.
Will Durst is up for any voyage
maiden or otherwise.
102098:0008PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE TAKE THE RIGID NARROW THINKING
OBSTINATE AND UNCOMPROMISING MEMBERS OF OUR COMMUNITY AND WE OSTRACIZE
THEM.
Alright, now let me see if I got this straight. Fir Jones just
wanted an apology and no money. Clinton's people laughed and said
we ain't admitting The Man even met Missy Trailer Trash. Then
Paula said okay Mister Smarty Pants, how bout a couple of bucks
and an admission that something happened but nothing worth apologizing
for, and Clinton said "what do we have for her Johnny. Absolutely
nothing. Say it again." Then some minor unpleasantness ensued
and the President's people said "Hey! Who wants a half a
million to shut up and go away?" And Paula and her new set
of lawyers said "Hah! Nice try schmoo head, but now we want
a cool million." Then, in the age old spirit of negotiating
while getting their butts whipped, the Clinton people upped their
ante to 700 grand. And she said, "Unh... like my nose job
cost more than that." Then this guy from out of nowhere,
Abe Hirschfield, said nobody needs this crap and he, Mister Big
Shot New York Real Estate Dude, was going to give her the million
just so we and Bill and everybody else on the god damn planet
can get on with our friggin lives. Then Clinton's people said,
"No one asked you dickweed, so butt out." And Paula's
first lawyers said "Hey, what about the 800 thousand she
owes us?" So now Paula wants 2 million. The million from
the real estate dude and a million from Bill. And that's where
we are today. And so much more unpleasantness is about to ensue.
Will Durst's stock in trade
is unpleasantness.
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Date: Tue, 13 Oct 1998 04:29:36 -0400
Subject: a big fat huge week's worth
100198:0409PDT
SANTA CLARA, CALIFORNIA, WHICH HAS AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX BEING
IN STUCK THE SHADOW OF SAN JOSE AND ALL. KIND OF A DOUBLE EXPONENTIAL
FACTOR INFERIORITY COMPLEX IF YOU ASK ME.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- Let me get this straight: Mike Tyson is
undergoing a series of psychiatric examinations to determine
if he's sane enough to box professionally. I would say he's only
qualified if he fails, but then what do I know? I wear a Timex.
- Poor Florida. $300 million in damage by
Hurricane Georges right on the heels of the Florida Marlins.
State's new name should be "Disasters R Us."
- Scientists have developed a more humane
way of testing chemicals on lab animals. As a result they will
longer happier lives stuffed into their little cages.
- Things are pretty bad at Soldier Field.
The most formidable line at a Bears game this football season
is the one to the exit.
- A new report says college kids drink to
get drunk. The biggest surprise is they found researchers who
didn't already know this.
- Concord University in Los Angeles is offering
an on line law degree. Of course if you get caught lying or cheating,
you are automatically put on the Dean's List.
- I'm not saying that Clinton shouldn't
be feeling a little skitterish, but having the Marine Band play
"Hail To The Temp" seems a bit like rubbing it in.
- There are worse gigs in the world than
caterer at a Supermodels Convention. "Who ordered the one
house salad with 52 forks?"
Will Durst has a fork.
100298:0200PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CITY HAS DECIDED TO DROP
COURT SUPERVISION OF POLICE HIRING. SINCE 1979, THE DEPARTMENT
HAS GONE FROM BEING 85% WHITE AND 95% MALE TO 62 AND 85.
Hey everybody. Guess what? We got ourselves a surplus. More money
coming in than going out. First time since 1969. Whoo hooo! I'm
tingling down to my toes with waves of excitement just thinking
what it means to me personally. The United States ended the fiscal
year on September 30th with a $70 billion surplus. Of course Clinton
and Congress are climbing over each other like crabs in a seafood
display case to claim credit for it. And they're planning even
worse things figuring out how to get rid of it. It's drool buckets
o' plenty with $70 billion having just been found in the country's
pants pockets. Clinton wants to use it to make sure social security
is taken care of with maybe a couple billion diverted to pet projects
like... his defense fund. Congressional Republicans have typically
splintered into the American governmental version of Yugoslavia.
You got your deficit hawks carved from granite who would rather
slit their wrists than drop a single penny vs the supply-side
tax-cutting fairies who still live in Reagan's mythical trickle
down land. And oh yeah, there are still 11 appropriations bills
to pass until the first stopgap measure to finance most of the
Government runs out. Or as they say at the beginning of much more
organized sporting matches than this: "Let's get ready to
rumble!"
If they really need help Will Durst is willing to find a way to
spend a couple of those stray bucks.
100798:0305ADT
NOME, ALASKA, WHERE TODAY IS ELECTION DAY AND ROBBIE FAGERSTROM
IS EXPECTED TO HANG ONTO HIS CITY COUNCIL SEAT AFTER SPENDING
$105 ON HIS RE-ELECTION CAMPAIGN. OF COURSE, IT IS NOME.
Since the Republicans are just making up the rules as they go
along in this whole Impeachment thing, I thought we should assist
them and update historical slices and popular phrases as they
would have been if the times were like they are now here, there
and then.
- I may not know anything about impeachable
offenses, but I know what I like.
- My only regret is I have but one Democratic
President to impeach for my country.
- It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got
that sting.
- The Office of the Independent Counsel
is dead! Long live the Office of the Independent Counsel!
- Fasten your seat belts, it's going to
be a bumpy House Vote.
- Remember the Watergate!
- Give a man a Judiciary Committee appointment
and you will have fed him for a day, but teach a man to organize
a witch hunt and you will have fed him for a lifetime.
- There's Something About Kenneth.
- Ask not what your country can do for you,
ask who you can impeach for your country.
- Ours is not to reason why, ours is but
to spew and lie.
- Impeach and the world impeaches with you.
Censure and you censure alone.
- How many toads must one man face down,
before they call him a fully served two term Democratic President?
- I have only begun to impeach.
Will Durst says impeach me, my
sweet impeachable you.
100898:0602ADT
SHISHMAREF, ALASKA, ABOUT 20 MILES SOUTH OF THE ARCTIC CIRCLE,
WHICH BY DEFINITION IS WHERE THE SUN NEVER RISES ABOVE THE HORIZON
DURING SOLSTICE. SUN NEVER RISING. MUST BE WHAT IT'S LIKE ON THE
SECOND FLOOR OF THE WHITE HOUSE THESE DAYS.
AT&T, God's phone service, has figured out the best way to
attract young consumers who would rather chew gravel than align
themselves with a corporate behemoth like Ma Bell's favorite son.
Wear a disguise. In offering their new dial around service, they're
posing as a hip and fun company called Lucky Dog in a naked attempt
to appeal to the young and anti establishment. AT&T is posturing
as anti establishment? Now that's sacrilege. Isn't that a lot
like Bob Dole skateboarding in cut offs? Or Alan Greenspan with
a Mohawk wading into the mosh pit of a Primus concert. Called
"stealth branding", this wolf in Chihuahua's clothing
stuff is nothing new. Miller Brewing, which is to microbrew what
Godzilla is to guppies has been cashing in on the small is better
craze for years with a boutique label called Red Dog. Makes you
wonder if Matt Damon is really just Tom Hanks with a lot of makeup.
And in the same vein, German media conglomerate BERTLESMANN AG
is paying $200 million for a 50% stake in BARNESANDNOBLE.COM even
though they're still running their own online service. I'm not
sure I get this whole competing with yourself strategy. Not only
do you lose even when you win, but often not only do you lose
but you also lose as well. Nothing stockholders love more than
a lose lose situation.
Will Durst is in a permanent lose lose situation.
100998:0514PDT
YOSEMITE, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NATIONAL PARK SERVICE IS WORKING
UP A PLAN TO DO AWAY WITH ALL AUTOMOBILES IN THE VALLEY. GUESS
THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE REAGAN WHEN HE SAID TREES CAUSE POLLUTION.
WHICH MEANS THIS PLACE IS TO BLAME FOR LA.
"Mr. Speaker, I would like to take the thirty seconds my
revered mentor acceded to me, and yield it to my distinguished
colleagues on this side of the aisle from Georgia, California,
Alaska, Florida and Texas to be meted out in six second increments."
"Yeah, okay, whatever."
"Mr. Speaker, distinguished members of the gallery, and my
honorable fellow congressmen, it is a truly grave matter that..."
"Time's up. Next."
"Yo. Newt. Guys. Gals. Whew! This is heavy man. Isn't this
whole thing a little like forming a firing squad in a circle?
We..."
"Let's keep it moving people. six seconds is six seconds.
Alaska, go to it."
"You want blame? I'll tell you who's to blame. It's those
tree hugging eco freaks with their pitiful striped muskrat stories.
Ozone, schmozone..."
"Thank you Don. Bobbie?"
"He's a sinner! Dirty disgusting horrible child corrupting
degradation. We should all get down on our knees and..."
"Isn't that how this whole problem got started. Head em out.
Move em on."
"Well now. I think it's natural to get a little on the side,
but with a 21 year old? When I think of that smooth taut flesh..."
"Thank you Congressman. Lunch."
Will Durst thinks of smooth taut flesh all the time.
101398:0123PDT
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA, WHERE STEVEN WYNN'S NEW HOTEL, THE BELLAGIO,
IS GOING TO TRY TO BREAK THE BUDGET MENTALITY OF THE STRIP AND
CHARGE AROUND $200 FOR A ROOM. THE WAY I IMAGINE IT, IS THE BUFFET
WILL SERVE CREAMED CHIPPED BEEF ON WEDGEWOOD CHINA.
The heart of the holiday season for some unfathomable reason started
yesterday with Columbus Day. Which I still can't figure out. The
hell kinda holiday is this? For no apparent reason on a Monday
in October, no mail, the banks are closed. Yee hah! Yeah, I partied
all night. Let me get this straight- Columbus, no idea where he
was going, couldn't figure out where he was, did it all on borrowed
money. I guess that is an American hero. We should call it Pentagon
Day. Or the Office of Independent Counsel Day. Of course Columbus's
epic is the perfect story for school kids to truly learn about
America. See, he ran aground on a reef off the coast of Hispaniola
and was rescued by the native inhabitants, the Arawaks. Stupid
move on their part. The Arawaks wore some tiny gold ornaments
and after declaring himself governor, Columbus forced the "Indians"
(because he assumed he was in India) to bring him gold, and cut
off the hands of those unfortunates who couldn't come up with
their quotas. So, kiddies, what important lessons have we learned?
In America, it doesn't matter how many people you kill or ships
you crash as long as you go for the gold, and watch out for quotas.
Will Durst likes silver.
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Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1998 02:09:08 -0400
Subject: a week's worth with no more gloveolium
092398:0623CDT
MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA, WHERE THEY HAVE A PROUD STORIED TRADITION
OF SUPPORTING THE ARTS AND ADVANCING THE REALM OF CULTURE. AND
THEN PRAIRIE HOME COMPANION SHOT IT ALL TO HELL.
Just try curling this stray thought around your upper wrinkled
grey matter for a moment: he skates. And it's not that far fetched,
because no matter what you think of Bill Clinton, you got to admit
he's slippery. Soaped up Arkansas swamp eel springs to mind. And
since he didn't sprout horns or cloven hooves and his nose refused
to Pinnochio as advertised by the Judiciary Committee Republicans
in the infamous Grand Jury tape, this becomes more distinct a
possibility than the entire GOP committing mass suicide by their
continual picking on poor ole Bubba. They tried to shoot the moon
and in their typically Newtonian way ended up shooting themselves
in the foot. So let us for the sake of argument say he does walk.
That he takes their best shot and still survives. He'd be impervious
to Congressional Kryptonite from then on and would have total
Carte Blanche. Think of it. The White House, AKA, Party Central.
He could disappear with Madelaine Albright for two weeks in a
Days Inn no questions asked. Emerge from Air Force One handcuffed
to Drew Barrymore. French kiss Barbara Walters on 20/20 without
fear of a discouraging word. Hugh Downs even. All the while protected
by the entirely American concept of Double Jeopardy. It would
be stunningly thrilling.
But then Will Durst is a political comedian.
092598:0116PDT
MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA, A CITY SO WHITE, EVEN THE CAB DRIVERS
SPEAK ENGLISH. ON THE OTHER HAND IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND A DECENT
FALAFEL SANDWICH IN THIS TOWN. ITS ALL TRADEOFFS.
According to lifetime Professional Alan Greenspan watchers, the
volatility of the Dow in the past couple days was due to his comments
before the Senate Budget Committee, including: "I do not
think we underestimate the severity of the problems with which
we are dealing." Which of course means the Fed is going to
drop interest rates, either Tuesday or... later, but probably
no later than November, maybe. We think. He never says anything
out loud. Just ambiguously intimates it. Sort of a wink wink nudge
nudge, "will we or won't we" kind of a deal. I know
this is heresy, but seems to me, the Chairman of the Federal Reserve
is nothing but a big tease. And of course the new $20 bills were
released yesterday. They've been redesigned with plastic security
threads and microscopic printing and color shifting ink which
causes sterility and invisible tracking devices. Just kidding.
Spending too much time on the conspiracy website. The reverse
shows the North view of the White House instead of the South view
on the old bills. A new view of the White House. Something we
all could use right about now. The front of the new double sawbuck
now features a larger younger picture of Andrew Jackson. Getting
a face lift after you've been dead for over a hundred years. Ain't
that America.
Sticking with this old lumpy face designed for radio, I'm Will
Durst.
092898:0029MST
DENVER, COLORADO, WHERE THE ROCKIES BEAT THE GIANTS CREATING A
ONE DAY PLAY OFF FOR THE WILD CARD TOMORROW AGAINST THE CUBS AT
WRIGLEY. GO GIANTS.
In an example rarer than a dramatic reading of Anais Nin at a
pre-school, Congress actually took time out from its busy witch
hunt and tried to get something done the other day. The Senate
voted to toughen Bankruptcy laws, 97 to 1. I want to know who
was the one? And what his objection to making it tougher to get
a bankruptcy? Does one wing of his family keep sticking him with
bad gambling debts? Or was he just being Mr. Contrary? You know
there's always one guy in every group. "No. I don't think
so. Unh Unh. Nope. No. No. No. No. No. No. Nosireenieroo. I'm
sorry, but that's a big Negativo." All right, it was... Senator
Paul Wellstone of Minnesota and the reasoning he used to vote
against it was because it was a great deal for credit card companies
and a lousy one for working families. Blah blah blah. We all know
what he really meant was... "No!" Lousy deal for working
families. Who's this guy trying to kid? A politician actually
concerned about working families. Right. What next? A congressman
standing up against the clear cut ravaging of our environment
by big business? A real bi-partisan movement to reform campaign
finances? I guess it could happen. But then we'd need 100 Wellstones
wouldn't we?
Will Durst would settle for 2.
092998:0434PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA
-SAN FRANCISCO HAS DEVELOPED A SCREEN FOR MAD COW DISEASE. THEY
DENY THEY WILL BEGIN TESTING ON LINDA TRIPP.
Good evening (ladies and gentlemen of the press/ distinguished
members of the Grand Jury/ your Honor), I, (candidate's name here)
hereby acknowledge that indeed I did/ did not (cross out one)
have an affair with (name or names or name of team) way back in
(year or month or last week or this morning) and I am terribly
terribly terribly sorry (3 "terribly's" is usually enough
but feel free to pile on) and am (A) full of remorse. (B) consumed
with reproach. (C) contrite as hell. (D) confused by my shoes.
But I'm pretty sure the statute of limitations has expired on
my youthful indiscretions even though at the time I was (age here-
end at "indiscretions" if under thirty-five). My situation
is totally unlike the President's predicament in that I (never/
rarely and never under oath/ rarely under oath) lied about it,
and only kept it secret to protect my (wife/ husband/ girlfriend/
boyfriend- pick only one-note- use of opposite gender a must,
except in San Francisco and Madison, Wisconsin). It is now past
time for my opponent to stop listening to (his partisan advisors/
the polls/ satan's whispers), and leave this tawdry discussion
to move on to the campaign issues the electorate is clamoring
to talk about such as (the baseball playoffs/ education/ crime/
the environment/ Ally McBeal/ social security/ FEMA/ etc.- pick
at least two). I would like to thank the thousands of (supporters/
defense witnesses/ bail bondsman) who believed in me and we'll
see you at the (victory party/ parole hearing/ arraignment).
Will Durst would pick FEMA and Ally McBeal.
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Date: Tue, 22 Sep 1998 04:34:15 -0400
Subject: a week's worth with fudge on it
091698:0002PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NEW NEWS IS THE MAYOR CLAIMS
NOT TO HAVE AN OPINION ON BILL CLINTON'S WOES. ONE OF THOSE GLASS
HOUSES AND STONE THROWING GIGS I SUPPOSE.
So let us talk now of cabbages and kings and cigars. For one thing,
Clinton will never be able to be seen in public smoking one. Ever.
Again. As a matter of fact, they will probably be banned from
all Democratic Photo-ops from now on. Unless some smart ass diplomat
shows up with specially designed cigar tongs. "Thanks a lot,
but I'll just save this for later." I imagine at State Dinners
even breadsticks, celery stalks and kosher dill pickles will come
under excruciatingly close scrutiny. So along with everything
else, Bill has managed to screw up the White House catering department
as well. Asparagus spears? I don't think so. "Does this look
like Hollandaise Sauce to you?" The person you have to feel
sorry for is Monica, because Starr, AKA Javert, has ruined the
kid's book deal. What amazes me is the report is 455 pages long
and only mentions Whitewater twice and one of the references is
to the stain on the dress. And speaking of which, what's the deal
with Monica saving it? Did she plan on parading it in front of
her friends, waiting for them to remark upon it? "What, this
old thing?" Maybe she was preparing to use it as collateral
for a loan.
Will Durst has heard the joke, that the evidence won't hold up
in court because everybody in Arkansas has the same DNA. He hopes
you have too.
092198:0224PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE WORLD REVOLVES AROUND US
AND WE NOT ONLY KNOW IT, BUT WE INSIST EVERYONE ELSE KNOWS. OF
COURSE, YOU'D THINK IF IT REALLY DID REVOLVE S WE WOULDN'T WANT
TO LET ANYONE KNOW.
Bill Clinton and Kenneth Starr do not like each other. This is
not new news. Kind of like saying sharpened pungii sticks don't
mix well with mylar balloons. Or that different Slovak clans should
be separated at the dinner table. Or burning embers and gasoline
soaked rags do not make good between meal snacks. One of the reasons
they hate each other is their mutual obsession has ruined their
respective lives. Mr. Starr once had a dream of becoming a Supreme
Court Justice and now that's about as likely as a sequel to the
Avengers movie. Clinton's dream was to leave a legacy as President
known for kicking and dragging the Democratic Party into the last
half of the twentieth century; not as man who will be linked forever
to cigar jokes and stained dresses. But now they've killed each
other off and the whole country is about to get caught in the
juvenile crossfire of a couple of doomed high school jocks fighting
over the constantly virginal hand of public opinion. These guys
hate each other so much, they plan on taking out their aggravation
on us just to piss each other off. We're just the innocent victims
in a custody case.
Will Durst wants to go live with mommy.
092298:0218CDT
KANSAS CITY, KANSAS, WHERE THEY HAVE THE BEST BARBECUE ON THE
FACE OF THE PLANET, AND SOME OF THE BEST BLUES AS WELL, BUT THEN
WHEN THE SIDEWALKS CLOSE AT NINE, YOU REMEMBER: IT IS STILL KANSAS.
He wins! He loses! He's a lying cretinous toad! He's the beleaguered
victim of a political witch hunt! He should quit! He should have
the FBI surgically remove Kenneth Starr's subpoenas. There was
no smoking gun. The guy wove a rope long enough to hang the entire
Democratic Party with. He's 2... 2... 2... Chief Executives in
one. Whatever you want him to be. A shape shifting President now
with new improved Teflon II. The quicker picker upper. The biggest
problem with the videotape, besides the lighting lifted straight
from "The Cabinet of Doctor Caligari", is it didn't
live up to Republican raw meat advance publicity. Where was the
famous Clinton temper we were promised? Where was the storming
out? Where was the X-rated greased oil re- enactment with Ron
Jeremy and Ginger Lynn? But no, all we got was our boy Bill being
his normal self; coy and charming and about as unpinnable as a
mold worm dipped in motor oil as he slalomed through the chicken
wire of Special Counsel questioning. If we're going to impeach
him on the basis of this tape, I'm sure all we have to do is look
around hard enough until we find a couple of tapes lying around
that would give us the chance to execute Reagan.
Will Durst has always had problems determining what the real definition
of "is" is.
|
Date: Tue, 15 Sep 1998 01:56:41 -0400
Subject: a cigar smoking week's worth
090998:0003CDT
NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA, THE CITY THAT PUT
THE FUN BACK IN DYSFUNCTIONAL AND THE HUM IN HUMIDITY. ONLY HAS
TWO SEASONS. FEBRUARY AND PURGATORY. OF COURSE ITS A WET HEAT.
The splinter group of the IRA claiming responsibility
for the most recent bombing in Northern Ireland calls itself the
Real IRA and just declared a truce to its terror campaign. Similar
to the truce called earlier by the original IRA. Of course what's
going to happen now is a splinter group of the splinter group
will emerge calling itself the Realest IRA. And since we know
this is going to happen, in the interest of efficiency it might
come in handy if we name the groups in advance like with hurricanes.
That's where I come in. No need to thank me, I'm here to help.
The Only De Facto Bona Fide Legitimate
Valid IRA.
The Bugger Off You Bloody Poofters IRA.
The Absolut IRA.
The Stolichnaya IRA.
The Daniel Day Lewis/ Coca Cola Classic/
British Telecom IRA.
The Hey, We're Not Fucking Around Here
IRA.
The We're Real Slimy Bastards IRA.
The We Got Glass Tubes Up Our Urethras
IRA.
Booo! The Just Kidding IRA.
Not Your Father's IRA.
The You'd Better Not Be Laughing, Or You're
Going To Be Real Sorry IRA.
The Shove This Up Your Account IRA.
The Huge Penalty For Lack Of Withdrawal
IRA.
The AAARGH, We're Pirates IRA.
The No, Really, We're Serious, You Got
To Believe Us, We're Not Kidding Now IRA.
Will Durst is ready to do the
same with CD's and 401(K)'s.
091098:0543CDT
NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA, WHERE IT IS COMMON
FOR MEN TO ASK WOMEN TO REVEAL GLANDS MEANT TO PROVIDE SUSTENANCE
FOR THEIR PROGENY IN RETURN FOR GAUDY BAUBLES WORTH A QUARTER.
AIN'T LIFE ODD?
Now that Inflato Boy has finally broken
Maris' record, the big deal is every yellow blooded journalist
worth his carpal tunnel syndrome is babbling incessantly about
this groundskeeper guy who retrieved the ball and then just gave
it to McGwire for zip, zero, nada, nothing. Not even a signed
empty 55 gallon drum of Androstenedione. Even though some other
village idiot had made a blanket offer of a million dollars for
the ball. Obviously the scarlet retriever is an employee of the
Cardinals and lives in St. Louis and cognizant that he and his
family would be about as popular as a wallpaper paste pancake
covered in sterno syrup if he had sold the ball, but then again,
we are talking a cool million bucks here. You know, ten to the
sixth. Fifty grand a year guaranteed in a money market account
for crum's sake. Maybe a hundred grand with a halfway decent blue
chip portfolio. Not enough to retire to the Cayman Islands but
a double wide on any Missouri River floodplain for sure. To add
insult to imprudence, the IRS intimated that whoever ended up
with the ball would be slapped with a tax of as much as 40% of
the ball's perceived value. Then, when they were universally denounced
as being poisonous carnivorous dung ants at a day care picnic,
they recanted. Of course, now the kid should claim a million dollar
gift deduction. So should Big Mac. And stick the Baseball Hall
of Fame with the bill. But these days, I'm into payback.
Will Durst once caught a ball
hit by Joe Rosselli. Joe who? Exactly.
091098:2205CDT
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE THE CITY TREASURER
WAS ACCUSED OF SHAKING DOWN CAMPAIGN DONATIONS FROM CONTRACTORS
TO FINANCE HER STATE ATTORNEY GENERAL CAMPAIGN. IN CHICAGO. NICE
TO KNOW SOME THINGS DON'T CHANGE.
Well, it looks like the Comeback Kid has
gone too far, and is now in danger of becoming the third ring
in an election circus featuring lots of trumpeting elephants.
And mute donkeys. Meanwhile the husband of Hillary is in the process
of apologizing to anybody he runs into for everything he can think
of, including his behavior, El Nino, the weird grillwork on South
Beach condo balconies and Midwestern sushi. He's in emergency
wretched desperation defcon 1 mode to stem the bleeding, but I'm
not sure the entire Mayo clinic could apply a tourniquet big enough
using tricks learned from Will Rogers and all the rope in Wyoming.
Henry Hyde, the chair of the Judiciary Committee is saying all
the correct bipartisan "blah blah blah" but you know
what he really means is "heh heh heh." Meanwhile, Big
Bubba is the lamest of lame ducks in a distinguished line of lame
duck Presidents. What he needs now is a distraction along the
lines of an assassination attempt, but I'm sure suspicion would
immediately focus on the 468 democrats running for Congress as
prime suspects. Not to mention the woman scorned. Which brings
up a question: if they get divorced, can she keep the house?
Will Durst loves the idea the
government spending money on an armed sentry standing guard over
a stained blue dress.
091498:0003CDT
LITTLE ROCK, ARKANSAS, WHERE BILL CLINTON
SPENT HIS FORMATIVE YEARS AND AFTER A LONG WEEKEND OF WHAT THEY
CLAIM IS NORMAL PARTYING, IT ALL MAKES A LOT MORE SENSE.
So, here's the deal; I don't care. Yes,
I know Ken Starr's $40 million Government Penthouse Letters Report
is tawdry and distasteful and makes you want to scrub your television
screen with steel wool, but the truth of the matter is... I don't
care. I don't care if the President of the United States videotapes
himself dressed up like Shirley Temple lip-syncing "Good
Ship Lollipop." I don't care if he sneaks out at night clad
in nothing but a thin layer of petroleum jelly and stiletto heels
and aerates the South Lawn. I don't care if plays choo choo train
with a pair of Turkish prison guards, acting as both engine and
caboose. Go ahead, ask me if I care. Funny you should ask. NO!
The guy lied about cheating on his wife. Okay, he's an oaf. A
toad. Your hand under the rock, the maggoty remains of a marsupial.
But is Congress sure it wants to set the precedent of eliminating
everybody from government who's an oaf? I would think self preservation
would intercede. Sources say he's kicking himself for being so
stubborn and stupid. And being the equal partner she is, I bet
Hillary is helping. And steel toed hobnailed boots are not out
of the question. And you know what, I still don't care. Who knows,
maybe that's how they like it.
That's how Will Durst likes it.
091598:0035CDT
LITTLE ROCK, ARKANSAS, WHERE IT IS RUMORED
BILL MAY BE PLANNING TO RETIRE. AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE JUST MAY
BE DOING IT A LITTLE SOONER THAN FIRST EXPECTED.
I think the reason people are making weenie
noises over the graphic nature of Ken Starr's Report like a possum
being dangled from the tail by a Grizzly is that the Independent
Counsel killed everybody else's shot at a book deal. He pre-empted
them. And besides, the Starr Man obviously gets off on this stuff.
Cigar, indeed. He's going to spend the rest of his life in Afghanistan
giving the Taliban prude lessons. One of the big arguments for
impeachment or censure or public flogging or big hunks of red
hot liquid steel poured down underwear is America will lose the
respect of other world leaders. I just want to know one itty bitty
thing. What other world leaders? Name two. It's not like the Earth
is brimming over with multiple great leaders. I'm sorry folks,
but Bill, battered and bloody as he may be, is it. Yeltsin? Yeah,
right; like he's paying attention to anything besides who's buying
the next round, and is someone he can trust behind the wheel of
the Zugli for a quick getaway. The Japanese? Exactly who is their
prime minister this week and how many have they had since Clinton
took over? 40? Does anybody in the State Department know or care?
The Pope. If he knows what's good for him, he'd better respect
Clinton, since Bill puts the moves on anything in a dress.
Will Durst doesn't wear a dress.
Anymore.
|
Date: Mon, 7 Sep 1998 18:14:04 -0400
Subject: a diet week's worth
090398:0312PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR
CHANGED THE RULES ON DIGGING BY PUBLIC UTILITIES BECAUSE HE WAS
DELAYED FOR A RADIO APPEARANCE. HOPE HE NEVER GETS STALLED IN
A LINE FOR THE BATHROOM.
You know ol' Brillo Haid has to be happier
right now to be speechifying in a foreign country than a maggot
attending a high school reunion in a fresh mass grave. He managed
to be gone cat gone when rumors of another intern rose like lipstick
on underwear and the economy has sunk faster than an anvil in
pudding. And although his timing has been impeccable, I imagine
he might be rethinking his destination a wee small tad, since
the visual coupling of him and Boris Yeltsin brings to mind captions
like "Lame Duck and Lamer Duck", and "Lame Duck
And Lame Ducker" and "Are We Dead Yet?" His trip
isn't a complete success with all our former little Red Friends
either. Ultranationalist Vladimir Zhironovsky, a man with the
personality of a badger with a barbecue fork stuck in his eye,
stopped in front of Clinton's hotel and yelled insults at it.
This was nationally televised. Our politicians never yell insults
at hotels. Although for all the good they do, they might as well
be. It also doesn't help that Bill and Boris are chowing down
caviar and vodka while ordinary Russians are eating dirt soup
and mud and bark sandwiches. A situation we hope is not reversed
when Yeltsin comes to summit over here.
Will Durst likes his mud medium
rare.
090898:0057CDT
NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA, WHERE THERE IS NO
FASHION POLICE AND THE MERCHANTS SHOULD BE VERY HAPPY, LEST THE
CITY'S ENTIRE TOURIST POPULATION BE ROUNDED UP AND SHIPPED TO
BILOXI, MISSISSIPPI.
So it's Labor Day... already. The runt of
the holiday litter. I don't know why the first Monday of September
is the Rodney Dangerfield of vacation days. Probably got something
to do with our biological clocks still running on elementary school
time, and that last barbecue means the approaching unseen dread
has finally arrived and it's time to return to whatever scholastic
penitentiary we've been sentenced to that particular semester.
The final nail in the coffin of summer. But growing up I never
really paid attention to what the words Labor Day meant. Simply,
a day to honor the American worker. Seems like a gesture emptier
than the candy counter after a weekend matinee of the Lion King
these days when lean and mean is all the rage. In a time where
Al "Chainsaw" Dunlap gets canned for being too wussy.
Get the feeling people like Al would like to limit all the Labor
Day parade permits to subterranean caves full of poisoned bat
guano? Now I don't think its necessary for me to repeat that old
chestnut that without blue collars there wouldn't be any white
collars much less $2000 Brioni suits and we'd all be living in
a frontier, boiling river water for our nightly meal of beans
and spuds and roots and moss. But we should never foreget, America
is its people. Except for the guests on the Jerry Springer show.
And America's people don't think "work ethic" is a dirty
word. Or a dirty two words. Or whatever. This day is to honor
us. And I'm sorry, there's no fireworks to watch or turkey to
carve or bunnies to steal chocolate covered marshmallow eggs from.
Just one day off. For the regular folk working nine to five trying
to support 2.3 kids while still striving to cover the monthly
cable bill with at least one premium channel. A day to honor heroes.
The real American heroes. You and me. Ok. Mostly you.
Will Durst almost got serious
there. He apologizes.
|
Date: Tue, 1 Sep 1998 03:07:50 -0400
Subject: a week's worth with a big gap
in it
082098:0035PDT
FRESNO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE OUR TWO GUBERNATORIAL
CANDIDATES HELD A DEBATE IN WHICH THEY ACCUSED EACH OTHER OF BEING
DESPICABLE SLIMEBALLS. OR AS WE VOTERS REFERRED TO IT, COVERING
OLD GROUND.
When the going gets tough, the tough go
golfing. Welcome to Clinton's summer getaway, Martha's Vineyard,
where Bill plans to take the pulse of America amongst normal folks.
Yeah, right! A lot like trick or treating at the Vatican. Or checking
an opera program for baseball box scores. We're talking about
an enclave where the normal folks have summer homes with names.
Where the talk around the pickle barrel includes comparative arguments
about the chauffeur's dog's current psychotherapist. Where your
typical guest cottage has more bathrooms than Candlestick Park.
Ah yes, he's going to mix with the hoitiest of the hoi polloi.
The First Family arrived at the tiny island airport with Hillary
wearing dark glasses after having said she forgave her husband
but "was misled." Sounds like Lewis blaming Clark for
going down the wrong river. Supposedly, the Prez is going to spend
his time examining ways to regain the public trust. Ways other
than telling the truth that is. After all, he's looking for a
political solution, not a real one. Hopefully he can find some
quiet time to wander down a beach and maybe a few unguarded moments
to check out the Black Dog restaurant and buy a couple more gifts
for Monica. I imagine a novelty ball gag could catch his attention.
Will Durst thinks he's more polloi
than hoi.
082198:0015PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR
TOOK RESPONSIBILITY FOR MAKING WARD CONNERLY A REGENT OF CALIFORNIA'S
UNIVERSITY SYSTEM. "I'M EMBARRASSED- WHAT A MISTAKE."
A POLITICIAN ADMITTING A MISTAKE. EXPECT A FLOCK OF PIGS SOON.
Oh come on, get real people. The timing
of the bombing strikes on terrorist bases in Afghanistan and Sudan
had nothing to do with Clinton's, shall we say sticky, problems
back home. And roasted cigarette filters on cream cheese make
tasty h'or doerves. And the Warner Brothers Network is destined
to replace the BBC for sophisticated adult programming. And the
Black Republican Caucus is going to draft the party's year 2000
platform. In a phone booth. Clinton claimed he was trying to pre-empt
other terrorist attacks and had "compelling information they
were planning additional" ones. Of which I have no doubt.
I'm just wondering which maniacal despot he's talking about: Osama
bin Laden, or Kenneth Starr. Bin Laden is the moneyman behind
the World Islamic Front for Jihad Against Jews and Crusaders,
which needs a new name like Al Gore needs immunity. I guess that
means we here in the US are Crusaders. Alright! Time to put on
our chain mail and search for the Holy Grail. We've already proved
we will respond to wanton slaughter with wanton slaughter. Sounds
like the Crusades to me. This isn't Wag the Dog; this is more
like Good Will Hunting or Desperately Seeking Saddam. Runs the
risk though of looking like Dumb and Dumber.
Will Durst wonders if Hillary
snarled: "you're not bombing anybody, mister. We're on vacation."
0083198:0056PDT
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, WHICH I'VE JUST BEEN
TOLD IS PRONOUNCED "SAD HOLE" WASHINGTON. PEOPLE ARE
NOT AS HAPPY RAMA AS THEY SEEM I GUESS.
When I watch TV, I'm happy. I sit in that
eerie phosphorescent tubal glow and lounge becalmed, thinking
about the microwave emissions being bombarded into outer space
like a gazillion ambassadors of tacky schlock. Suppose intelligent
life is out there, which admittedly is a leap since we have yet
to prove intelligent life exists in Washington, D.C. This means
aliens' first glimpse of our culture is going to be our television
programming. Well, hell, no wonder we haven't been contacted yet.
They're scared out of their little alien wits of us. They must
think everyone on Planet Earth is a junkie, a cop, recovering
from massive gunshot wounds, or stand up comics who not only don't
want anything but then have no idea what not to do with it once
they don't get it. Who can blame our little green buddies for
hovering around the Utah night playing long distance "Dissect
the Cow Organ" instead of offering us the secret to eternal
youth in an easy to use capsule form? "Your results may vary!"
But what if they're not so friendly? What if they're hostile carnivorous
eggplants the size of railroad container cars, looking for docile
herd animals to enslave and use as rotisserie appetizers with
a honey mustard glaze? Would you approach a society you knew to
worship angst ridden doctors, corrupt lawyers and various subgenuses
of surly private detectives? You know. Fat detectives. Bald detectives.
Buxom blonde bikini clad detectives. Old lady detectives. Detectives
with birds. Detectives who wear shorts. Detectives with lots of
guns. Detectives with big guns. Buxom blonde bikini clad detectives
with lots of big guns and birds.
090198:0004PDT
CHICO, CALIFORNIA, WHICH PLAYBOY MAGAZINE
NAMED A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO AS ONE OF THE PARTYINGEST COLLEGE
TOWNS IN AMERICA. AND IT SEEMS AS IF THEY ARE NOT RELINQUISHING
THIS HONOR WITHOUT A FIGHT.
We're probably known around the universe
as the obnoxious noisy blue planet with the expanding hole in
its roof and are blamed for bringing down property values in this
quadrant of the solar system. All because of TV. The proof there
is intelligent life elsewhere in the universe is they've obviously
chosen not to contact us. I wouldn't be surprised to find yellow
luminous police tape draped across the dark side of the moon cautioning,
"Do Not Enter. Severe Tire Damage." The reason they
call television the idiot box is because that's how anyone who
doesn't wear a suit or a badge is portrayed on it. The rest of
us are merely loveable dorks lacking the mental or physical dexterity
to properly manipulate forks without ending up with a face looking
like the red zone turf after a Niners-Packers playoff game. Nerds,
goofs, victims and dweebs. Yes! We need us some humanities grants
to keep the WB and UPN networks pumping out more product and we
need it quick. I'm only talking about the fate of the Human race
here. Maybe meeting a mortgage and balancing a checkbook doesn't
make for good theater. I don't know. Maybe the dog breath network
executives don't think we'd be interested in watching or listening
to people like us. Obviously they aren't. I do know I'm glad normal
people are represented by Hollywood as nothing more than brain
dead bigoted bloaty globs of cellulite, incapable of communicating
through anything more complicated than a series of rude grunts
and belches and I hope they continue to ignore the vast majority
of normal Americans who are trying to maintain that precarious
perch of making a living and having a life. It's that or a future
locked in a one foot by two foot feeding trough not able to move
our little heads. Of course if the pens were equipped with overhead
monitors tuned to the 24 hour Buxom Blonde Bikini Clad Detectives
With Lots Of Big Guns And Birds Channel, I don't imagine you'd
hear that many complaints.
Will Durst is host of the PBS'
series "Livelyhood" which airs this Labor Day weekend.
Check local listings.
|
Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 06:22:38 -0400
Subject: a week's worth disguised as a
presidential trouser snake
081398:0312PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THEY MADE
THE WORLD'S LARGEST CAESAR SALAD. YEAH, RIGHT. CALL ME WHEN THEY
MIX THE WORLD'S LARGEST WHISKEY OLD FASHIONED WITH EXTRA BITTERS.
I'LL BRING THE OLIVES. WE'RE NOT CHERRY PEOPLE.
According to a new poll by Louis Harris
and Associates, San Francisco replaced New York City as the town
most Americans want to live in or near or by or under. Last year
the Big Apple was numero uno and the City by the Bay was fifth.
To all you fine folks who long to leave your heart here in San
Francisco, let me give you some valuable advice: BIG MISTAKE.
DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT LEAVE YOUR HOMES. STAY WHERE YOU ARE.
There are more reasons why a move to the 415 area code is a bad
idea than there are banana slugs wearing tasseled loafers disguised
as tobacco lobbyists. Here are just the ones that don't involve
flesh eating leeches the size of footstools.
NOT THE REAL WORLD. San Francisco fits in
with the rest of the country like a feathered boa with sequins
in a steel foundry. Like a stiletto on a catwalk. One of the unknown
facets of the 415 area code is we're forbidden to have children.
Our bridge toll booths mask huge Rumanian made sterilizers.
JUST PLAIN CRAZY. The last resting place
for anything loose that rolls west. Even our city planners were
quite mad. Union Square is nowhere near Union Street, but don't
let that worry your pretty little head because Washington Square
is on Union Street but ten blocks away from Washington Street.
North Beach? There's no beach and it's on the East side of town.
And not just crazy white people. Short, gay, purple, it doesn't
matter. Our mayor has a fedora super glued to his head, for crum's
sake.
Will Durst lives in the Sunset
District, where, because of the fog, you can never see the damn
sunset.
081498:0047PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE PRESIDENT
SHOWED UP AT A COUPLE OF GRAY "AND THAT'S A GROSS EXAGGERATION"
DAVIS FUNDRAISERS AND RAISED $3 MILLION IN 24 HOURS. MORE THAN
$2,000 A MINUTE. NICE WORK IF YOU CAN GET IT.
We were talking about why it would be better
for you to contract chronic lice the size of dimes than move to
San Francisco.
THE HILLS. A clutch has a life expectancy
of three months, tops. Shorter, if you persist on driving up streets
as well as down. And walking, HAH, you make me laugh. Periodicals
devoted to articles on "shin splints" will become your
dearest friends. We have 59 words that mean "cramp".
And get used to going barefoot. Shoes are illegal.
EARTHQUAKES. NO, I SAID EARTHQUAKES. People
here like them. Encourage the Big One to hit so rest of the country
slides into the Atlantic. Make Reno the East Coast. And the problem
is not just the ground opening up, a chasm appears, you fall in,
it slams shut. In the last decade, we've had droughts, fires,
floods, mudslides and earthquakes. Only a matter of time before
a rain of frogs is spotted on the Doppler Radar. And people keep
coming here for what, the climate? There was an actual movement
to change the name from San Francisco to Satan's Drive-By. Okay,
by me.
EXORBITANT. Wanna buy a house? Own a diamond
mine? Average rent for a two bedroom apartment is approximately
the same cost as a small subdivision in Sheboygan, Wisconsin.
Need a three dollar cup of coffee to wash down that fibrous four
dollar cookie? Plenty of places.
SUMMER. No such thing. While the rest of
the country is now basking in splendid seasonal normalcy, San
Francisco is covered with a thick grey frosty fog, mocking the
poor dazed tourists wandering Fisherman's Wharf with their blue
shivering thighs and white starchy children. Some years, it doesn't
get above 40. The whole year.
No, my friends, I beg of you, PLEASE, don't
move here. You'll take up my parking spot.
Will Durst has the cool grey fog
of anonymity running in his veins.
081798:0324PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE GOLDEN
GATE PARK WAS THE SITE OF 20,000 PEOPLE WATCHING 30 COMICS TELLING
JOKES. AND ONLY TWO OF THEM WERE POLITICIANS. THE COMICS, THAT
IS.
So the deal is, we think our boy Bill is
going to try to slime his way around his testimony today by telling
the real truth about the loopholes he used to tell the sort of
truth the last time around. See the definition for sex that Bill
was working under in the Paula Jones deposition was as murky as
the hold of a fishing boat entering the Golden Gate at midnight
on a new moon in July. "A person engages in sexual relations
when the person knowingly engages in or causes contact with the
genitalia, anus, groin, breast, inner thigh or buttocks of any
person with an intent to arouse or gratify the sexual desire of
any person." Get it? He didn't engage nothing. He just sat
there, or stood there, or hung from the eagle at the top of the
Presidential flag pole with his pants around his ankles there.
He didn't cause no contact. "Honest, boys and girls of the
grand jury, I simply walked out of the bathroom trying to zip
up my pants when suddenly this mop of big hair attached itself
to my groinal area. Worried I might damage her or others in the
202 area code by the dangerous hment of what by now was a lethal
weapon, I just dismally weathered the inevitable. That happened
approximately 37 times, and that's the truth. For now."
Will Durst thinks the truth is
as slippery as a blue dress from the Gap.
081898:0300PDT
SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE GOVERNOR
HAS THREATENED TO PLAY HARDBALL WITH BUDGET VETOES. MEANING THE
MAN IS TRYING TO FASHION A LEGACY ENDEARING HIM TO RICH WHITE
HISTORIANS WITHOUT KIDS.
In a address to the country he is ostensibly
leading that was shorter than Baby Spice's skirt, the President
of the United States tangentially admitted he had an "inappropriate
relationship" with Monica Lewinsky. Kind of vague. A lot
of things are inappropriate between two people. Which was he guilty
of? Did he direct her to scrub the manifold of his limo with a
pair of Trent Lott's underwear? Was she instructed to secrete
the White House cheese slicer in a Chesapeake Bay cave? Did they
play chess with Serbian guerilla fighters as pawns? You couldn't
quite call it an apology; more like an admission; to some it might
even seem like bragging. "Yeah, I had her. So what?"
He did blame himself for a "critical lapse of judgement and
personal failure which was wrong." A lot like saying "hey,
I'm human, so sue me", or "Get off my dick!" Old
Brillo Head also said the situation is none of our business and
is "between my wife, our daughter and our God." And
so what if it turns out his god is Dionysus? Aren't we a polytheistic
society? In a convenient break reminiscent of a bell rung at the
count of nine, the First Family leaves on Tuesday for a twelve
day vacation. How convenient. To paraphrase the Chief Executive
with a trouser snake first cousin to Godzilla; "even presidents
have private parts."
Will Durst says, "once they
have the dress, it's time to confess." GOING ON VACATION
FOR A WEEK. WILL DURST WILL BE BACK TO YOU ON AUGUST 31.
|
Date: Tue, 11 Aug 1998 04:32:05 -0400
Subject: a week's worth corroded with the
bitter acids of lost youth
080598:0442PDT
MONTEREY, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THIS HEAT WAVE
IS SO FREAKISH, EVEN THE FOUR STAR HOTELS DON'T HAVE AIR CONDITIONING.
AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TOLD.
It looks like the Republican leadership
has finally figured out how to handle this whole Clinton- Lewinsky
thing. They held back criticizing because of a complicated modern
Washington tradition known as high poll numbers. Now they are
focusing on what seems to be the old "we just want him to
tell the truth" tactic. I'm guessing before somebody decided
on this potentially risky strategy they did a focus group to find
out if people, and if so how many, are in favor of this odd approach
"Senator... I'm sorry sir. I didn't know you were counting.
Who hoo indeed sir. You're drooling sir. Let me get that. Yes
sir, she's back at the hotel. No I must admit, she doesn't look
a day over 16. Yes, you're right sir, we're going to pin his slippery
ass to the wall this time. Pardon me? Ah yes. With a nail gun
sir. I have the survey numbers you requested right here. 35% of
people do indeed believe telling the truth is good. 20% don't.
18% can't remember what the truth is. 9% remember the truth but
not why it's so damn important all of a sudden. 8% never tell
the truth and think you'd have a better chance of finding a factory
installed CD player in a Studebaker than anybody else in Washington
who does. 4% are waiting for the TV movie of the week to make
up their minds and 6% think the truth is a slippery thing that
no one can ever be sure of. As a matter of fact, the sample did
come from Northern California. Good call sir. Yes sir, I'll take
that. Lugano is beautiful this time of year."
Will Durst isn't originally from
northern California, but after living in the 415 area code 19
years, he proudly considers himself an honorary native.
080698:0245PDT
CARMEL BY THE SEA, CALIFORNIA, WHICH IS
A PRETENTIOUS LITTLE NAME FOR A TOWN THAT DOESN'T DESERVE THE
FOOFY GOLFERS AND TOURISTS THAT CONSTANTLY CONSUME IT. NEEDS MORE
LAND BASED CARNIVOROUS SEA OTTERS.
Don't get me wrong. I'm no fan of Hooters'
restaurants. Ate there twice. Both times I felt like I had felt
someone up without their consent. And the wings were just okay.
Did not agree when Hooters waitresses sued, saying they knew the
uniforms were provocative, but didn't expect the sexual harassment.
The hell did they expect? True love? MacArthur genius grants?
Carefully formulated queries about sub atomic particle research?
It's called Hooters, for crum's sake. It might as well be "Tits
R Us" with a giant nipple on the backwards "R".
Oh yeah, the logo is OWL EYES. "Owl eyes" capable of
lactation. Now a federal appeals court is considering the case
of 4 Chicago guys whose applications for waiter positions were
turned down. I'm thinking, if guys with really tight buns who
looked good in cut off t shirts filled out applications, they
might have been hired. Some battles are worth going down for.
This case rates a .0001 on that list. Do we really want to set
a precedent allowing Dr. Ruth Westheimer to file a discrimination
suit for being denied the opportunity to start as Chicago Bulls
point guard? Does anybody foresee a grass roots campaign petitioning
Playgirl on behalf of Ernest Borgnine's bid for a photo spread?
Next thing you know, Michael Bolton is going to demand Grammy
Award accreditation in the male singer category. Does crowbarring
the lid off of Pandora's box have any meaning here?
Will Durst prefers to gnaw on
his hot buttered bird wings sans distractions.
080798:0356PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A DEVELOPER
WHO SUPPOSEDLY OVERBID FOR 2 LOTS IN HOITY TOITY PACIFIC HEIGHTS
WITH AN OFFER OF $13.6 MILLION HAS ENDED UP WITH 6 LOTS. MY GUESS
ON THE KICKBACK TO WHOEVER TIPPED HIM OFF IS 5% PLUS OR MINUS
2%.
"Monica talks!" Not quite "Garbo
Talks", but you and me and Hard Copy are going to have to
settle for it right now. Still don't know what Ms. Lewinsky said.
But you can bet your ass that our boy Bill is going to know exactly
how many times she coughed and how many separate particles of
spit expectorated from her mouth when she did cough before he
testifies on August 17. Wonder if Monica's voice is squeaky or
smokey or seductive? Hard to believe we've lived with this lady
for so long and still haven't heard her speak. Also hard to believe
the only way to tell the difference between the Jerry Springer
Show and CBS Evening News these days is Dan Rather doesn't wears
glasses. Hardest of all to believe is Mr. Starr's witch hunt has
gone on longer than the Civil War. You really got to feel sorry
for the 23 men and women on the grand jury who for six months
have been hearing the most salacious things possible about the
leader of the free world, the leader of the leader of the free
world, an intern and her best friend. Wouldn't blame any of those
grand jurors who responded to their public service by moving to
the Yukon interior.
Will Durst has heard the town
of Faro is beautiful this time of year.
081098:0137PDT
RENO, NEVADA, WHERE THE "HOT AUGUST
NIGHTS" CELEBRATION ENDED IN A COUPLE OF RIOTS WITH 200 PEOPLE
ARRESTED. OF COURSE THE PROMOTIONS DEPT. CAN USE THIS. NEXT YEAR:
"HOT AUGUST NIGHTS IN THE COOLER."
The Oval Office good news is ol' Brillo
Head has more distractions to hide behind than dwarf squirrels
in a Redwood forest during day camp for the blind. He plans on
blowing off a Gray "And That's A Gross Exaggeration"
Davis California fundraiser on Tuesday to comfort grieving families
of the victims of the African Embassy bombings. About the only
thing that makes you appear more Presidential than comforting
terrorist bombing victim families is shaking hands with Middle
Eastern Leaders but right now that's about as likely as Bill receiving
the Heritage Foundation Husband of the Year Award. Kenneth Starr
got his hand slapped for leaking grand jury testimony and was
told to straighten up and fly right or he'd have to pay the 50
bucks and pick up the garbage. In another arena, the Democratic
Leadership Council, also known as Republicans With Guilt, and
the AFL/ CIO have decided to bury the hatchet and not in each
other. In an attempt to keep from undermining the party between
now and the election, the two groups agreed to abide by a nonaggression
pact and forge common positions. Hopefully vertical. I hope this
means they'll agree to Fast Track but only if it applies to sentencing
Congressional lobbyists.
Actually, Will Durst would agree
to that kind of Fast Track.
081198:0245PDT
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, WHERE THE PGA CHAMPIONSHIP
IS BEING HELD THIS WEEK. JUST WHAT THIS TOWN NEEDS IS ANOTHER
INVASION OF RICH WHITE GUYS.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- A hospital in San Francisco is looking
for 63 volunteers for a marijuana study. An expected side effect
will find the test group actually looking forward to hospital
food.
- Al Gore visited the Chernobyl nuclear
plant. Actually the two have in common the fact that they both
put out the same amount of high voltage electricity.
- White House Spokesman Mike McCurry is
leaving his post to reportedly write about his years in the Clinton
White House. I'm guessing he won't call it, "Going Down
In History."
- No truth to the rumor, Apple is releasing
a Clinton version of the iMac that has an eight inch hard drive
and no memory.
- George Foreman is going to fight Larry
Holmes in January. I imagine it'll be a limited purse, as the
winner can only make so much and still receive social security.
- The big new fall back to school fashion
statement this year is Kevlar. "I'm going to study hall:
cover me!"
- Wondering when the Carnival Cruise ship
Ecstasy caught fire, if the activities director announced a rafting
race. And did the buffet feature a Cajun theme?
- A live action Scooby Doo film is in the
works. Going to be tough casting the lovable crime fighting dog.
Hmmm. Wonder if Linda Tripp's calendar is free?
- Will Durst is very sorry for that last
one, and even though he's promised before, this time he really
means it when he says it won't happen again. Honest. No kidding
this time. Really.
don't forget comedy day in golden
gate park. sunday august 16th. and the comics and champs for kids
golf tournament in half moon bay the next day.
|
Date: Tue, 4 Aug 1998 01:51:21 -0400
Subject: the week's worth with the mayonnaise
stain
072998:0119PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE REAL ESTATE
IN THE VICINITY OF UNION SQUARE IS GOING FOR AROUND $300 A SQUARE
FOOT. WHICH MEANS I WOULD HAVE TO LEARN TO LIVE IN ABOUT 3 SQUARE
FEET.
Tried this before: the whole thing about
making top 100 lists. Got a lot of response. If I had known you
guys preferred this over wry incisive political wit, I would have
started a long time ago. Genius idea. Lets go with colors today.
Top 100 colors.
No. 1. Blue. No. 2. Red. No. 3. Yellow.
No. 4. Green. No. 5. Black. No. 6. White. No. 7. Brown. No. 8.
Grey. No. 9. Purple. No. 10. Pink. No. 11. Orange. No. 12. Violet.
No. 13. Maroon. No. 14. Olive. No. 15. Tan. No. 16. Silver. No.
17. Gold. No. 18. Bronze. No. 19. Crimson. No. 20. Pine. No. 21.
Royal blue. No. 22. Sky blue. No. 23. Midnight blue. No. 24. Navy
blue. No. 25. Indigo. No. 26. Scarlet. No. 27. Lime. No. 28. Grape.
No. 29. Pumpkin. No. 30. Eggplant. No. 31. Forest. No. 32. Blonde.
No. 33. Peach. No. 34. Plum. No. 35. Day glo. No. 36. Gray. No.
37. Dark brown. No. 38. Khaki. No. 39. Light brown. No. 40. Baby
poop brown. No. 41. Chocolate. No. 42. Beige. No. 43. Mustard.
No. 44. Burnt Sienna. No. 45. Cream. No. 46. Sepia. No. 47. Butter.
No. 48. Off white. No. 49. Near white. No. 50. White only less
than. No. 51. Ivory. No. 52. Bone. No. 53. Eggshell. No. 54. Sand.
No. 55. Champagne. No. 56. Pearl. No. 57. Parchment. No. 58. Vanilla.
No. 59. Taupe. No. 60. Stone. No. 61. Buff. No. 62. Mauve. No.
63. Ice. No. 64. Watermelon. No. 65. Hemp. No. 66. Turquoise.
No. 67. Cinnamon. No. 68. Periwinkle. No. 69. Tortoise shell.
No. 70. Charcoal. No. 71. Vermilion. No. 72. Rust. No. 73. Cayenne.
No. 74. Cilantro. No. 75. Raspberry. No. 76. Lavender. No. 77.
Persimmon. No. 78. Espresso. No. 79. Merlot. No. 80. Burgundy.
No. 81. Rose. No. 82. Beaujolais. No. 83. Sage. No. 84. Blush.
No. 85. Hyacinth. No. 86. Yellow green. No. 87. Green yellow.
No. 88. Moss. No. 89. Brick. No. 90. Coral. No. 91. Aqua. No.
92 Chrome. No. 93. Jade. No. 94. Ruby. No. 95. Emerald. No. 96.
Mahogany. No. 97. Licorice. No. 98. Puce. No. 99. Fuchsia. No.
100. Cerise.
Tomorrow, the top 100 string instruments
and not one of them is G.
Will Durst is still a big fan
of no. 40.
073098:0421CDT
MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN, WHERE THE NATIONAL
GOVERNORS' ASSOCIATION CONFERENCE IS BEING HELD. LAST YEAR IT
WAS IN LAS VEGAS. THE TWO HAVE A LOT IN COMMON. WELL... BOTH HAVE
THREE SYLLABLES.
Hey, guess what everybody... the semen stained
dress is back. Alright! Which means a couple of things. Defcon
4 at the White House and comedians celebrating like a container
load of squirrels dumped in the Blue Diamond almond sorting warehouse.
Expect a lot of late night double entendres involving dry cleaning
fluid, withholding evidence and hosing the dress down repeatedly.
But I don't think Monica Lewinsky is celebrating. Sure, she got
immunity for both her and her mother in return for a Grand Jury
grilling by Kenneth Starr, the love child of Joe McCarthy and
J. Edgar Hoover, but think of what life is going be like afterwards.
If she says what we think she said she was going to say, she'll
never be able to go out on a date again. "Fine, obviously
those kneepads only work when there's a Presidential Seal embossed
into the rug. What's the matter, ain't I old or fat enough for
you?"I don't know what the big deal is anyhow. Oh, you mean,
a President lied? What a shock. Well, I guess that makes 42 in
a row. Besides, Clinton said he was going to create jobs, I guess
we just didn't expect them to have the first names of blow and
nose.
Will Durst is very sorry and promises
it won't happen again.
089498:0007CDT
MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN, WHERE 750,000 WATCHED
THE GREAT CIRCUS PARADE THROUGH DOWNTOWN. OF COURSE THE GOVERNORS
CONFERENCE WAS IN TOWN DURING THE SAME TIME SO IT WAS HARD TO
TELL WHO LEFT WHAT ON THE STREETS.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- Before the first couple went on vacation,
Hillary finished a tour to save US landmarks. Here's hoping she
skipped Strom Thurmond.
- I can't help wondering if Bill and Hillary
will bump into each other. Of course he must be excited. Gives
him a chance to sleep on a different couch.
- Oh please please please let it be a mayonnaise
stain.
- Studies show that marijuana helps stroke
victims. Not so much in terms of regaining motor skills as helping
them not really care as much.
- The Atlanta Falcons just signed 44 year
old quarterback Steve DeBerg. Of course they're very worried
he test positive for Metamucil.
- America West was fined $5 million for
lax maintenance. I suppose we should be encouraged that there
was maintenance.
- The remaining Spice Girls say they're
still friends with Ginger and have no plans for any other departures.
The four say they'll stay together as a trio because double acts
can travel as easy as four solo acts.
- You can always tell Lawrence Phillips'
car in the parking lot of whatever NFL team is about to kick
him out. The license plate says, "I MADE THIS."
- A California woman just became pregnant
from the sperm of her dead husband. If this catches on, singles
bars are going to become even more depressing.
Will Durst is watching his back.
|
Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1998 22:45:35 -0400
Subject: the top 100 week's worths
072298:0135PDT
WEST HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA, WHERE I HAVE
NO IDEA IF THE MAPS OF THE STARS' HOMES ARE REAL OR NOT, BUT ACCORDING
TO AN AGENT I KNOW, THE STARS THEMSELVES DON'T NEED MAPS TO LOCATE
THEIR EGOS.
With the heat Peter Arnett is taking you'd
think he'd broadcast live coverage of puppy beheadings. All the
guy did was report a story on CNN about the US trying to kill
defectors with nerve gas during the Vietnam War. Definitely not
a good thing, but isn't it just the thing you'd expect Nixon to
do? Now CNN has retracted the piece and fired a couple of the
piece's producers. Of course the Pentagon was outraged by the
allegation, which they deny. And folks are saying that Arnett
should resign. Poppycock. I like it when the Pentagon gets outraged.
It usually means something horribly horribly awry is going on.
Of course the Pentagon being outraged is like Polar Bears being
white. When it doesn't happen is when you should start worrying.
Just like they were outraged 28 years ago when accused of waging
a war in Laos, which it turned out... they were. Just like they
were outraged when Persian Gulf War veterans claimed to be suffering
from mysterious ailments caused by exposure to chemical weapons.
And it turns out... they were. Just like they were outraged when
it was suggested they had complicity in the JFK assassination,
and it turns out... oh.
Will Durst has a highly suspicious
nature.
072498:0138PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE ONE OF
THE CITY WORKERS LOGGED 4700 HOURS OF OVERTIME LAST YEAR. THAT'S
AROUND 90 HOURS A WEEK. OVERTIME. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE PRESS
IS CRYING ABOUT, WE NEED MORE OF THIS GUY.
Celebrating the start of his Gubernatorial
election with a headlong stumble towards the political equivalent
of the World Trade Center rooftop railing, Attorney General Dan
Lungren got his hand slapped by Superior Court Judge Raymond Williamson
for allowing the sale of assault weapons in California beyond
the legislature's cut off date. This will probably shore up his
far right base but could be used by a skillful opponent as a poison
pill for the swing vote. Fortunately for him, his opponent is
Grey "And that's a gross exaggeration" Davis. Lungren's
response was and you got to love him for this; "the law was
unclear and the deadline not absolute". The Attorney General
said this. The state's top cop. Didn't understand a law, so he
ignored it. Which I guess means, now we can all cop that gig.
- Speeding. "The sign was obviously
pointed towards the right lane and I was in the left."
- Arson: "It was starting to get chilly
out."
- Resisting Arrest: "We was only dancing."
- Tax Evasion. "What's the big deal?
I gave them money last year."
- Perjury: "I'm a politician."
- Forgery: "I was just practicing his
penmanship."
- Hijacking: "They don't go there,
so I scheduled my own flight."
- Bank Fraud. "The numbers are the
same. They're just in different places."
- Bribery: "I'm a politician."
- Homicide. "I'm an ex football star."
Of course that would be plagiarism.
Will Durst is not an ex football
star.
072898:0149PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE DON'T
WORRY OUR PRETTY LITTLE HE THE REAL PRESSURES OF AMERICAN LIFE.
YOU KNOW, LIKE, HOW MUCH DO YOU BRIBE THE GUY AT THE VIDEO STORE
TO RESERVE YOU A COPY OF JERRY SPRINGER'S "TOO HOT FOR TV."
Recently, there's been not just a spate
but a veritable plethora of top 100 lists, where big time professionals
make a list of the top books, movies or sit com episodes ever.
I think they're mostly written by guys getting paid by the word,
and you can tell they're bored because most of them peter out
near the end. Admittedly, they take a lot of time to compile and
involve a whole mess of research to find so I thought I'd save
both you readers and you fancy historians a little time by offering
up the top 100 years in American history as according to Will
Durst an example of my committment to public service. No thanks
necessary. I'm here to help.
Top 100 US years.
No. 1. 1776. No. 2. 1492. No. 3. 1945. No.
4. 1781. No. 5. 1789. No. 6. 1968. No. 7. 1918. No. 8. 1865. No.
9. 1939. No. 10. 1952. No. 11. 1933. No. 12. 1783. No. 13. 1803.
No. 14. 1790. No. 15. 1963. No. 16. 1981. No. 17. 1900. No. 18.
1820. No. 19. 1796. No. 20. 1941. No. 21. 1946. No. 22. 1964.
No. 23. 1913. No. 24. 1812. No. 25. 1927. No. 26. 1787. No. 27.
1857. No. 28. 1863. No. 29. 1919. No. 30. 1846. No. 31. 1777.
No. 32. 1886. No. 33. 1974. No. 34. 1969. No. 35. 1936. No. 36.
1921. No. 37. 1971. No. 38. 1892. No. 39. 1922. No. 40. 1923.
No. 41. 1924. No. 42. 1925. No. 43. 1926. No. 44. 1821. No. 45.
1822. No. 46. 1823. No. 47. 1824. No. 48. 1825. No. 49. 1826.
No. 50. 1868. No. 51. 1901. No. 52. 1903. No. 53. 1972. No. 54.
1973. No. 55. 1985. No. 56. 1986. No. 57. 1987. No. 58. 1988.
No. 59. 1989. No. 60. 1872. No. 61. 1990. No. 62. 1998. No. 63.
1893. No. 64. 1894. No. 65. 1795. No. 66. 1796. No. 67. 1897.
No. 68. 1997. No. 69. 1898. No. 70. 1799. No. 71. 1800. No. 72.
1493. No. 73. 1494. No. 74. 1612. No. 75. 1613. No. 76. 1614.
No. 77. 1491. No. 78. 1830. No. 79. 1930. No. 80. 1840. No. 81.
1940. No. 82. 1750. No. 83. 1850. No. 84. 1950. No. 85. 1951.
No. 86. 1851. No. 87. 1751. No. 88. 1651. No. 89. 1551. No. 90.
1451. No. 91. 1351. No. 92. 1251. No. 93. 1151. No. 94. 1152.
No. 95. 1154. No. 96. 1164. No. 97. 1860. No. 98. 1860. No. 99.
1960. No. 100. 1060.
Next, the top 100 colors.
Will Durst still likes 1998.
|
Date: Tue, 21 Jul 1998 04:53:55 -0400
Subject: a week's worth with some pepper
on it
0715PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE BOOMING
STOCK MARKET HAS CREATED A SURPLUS, ENCOURAGING THE BOARD OF SUPERVISORS
TO GO ON A $10 MILLION SPENDING SPREE. PERSONALLY, I WOULD HAVE
PREFERRED FEDORAS FOR EVERYBODY.
San Francisco is not the real world. We
all know that. Sure, it's the best place on the face of the planet
to live. It's not just us who think so. Check out where Star Fleet
Headquarters is. The 415 area code. See, its a futuristic universal
thing. But compared to the country as a whole, we're a glass pinata
at a backyard barbecue. A patent leather shoe in a pool hall or
fettucini Alfredo on a bun. We believe in PBS, white wine and
discussion. The rest of the country puts its trust in "The
Jerry Springer Show", Lite beer from Miller, and beating
their kids in the checkout lanes at the Winn-Dixie until security
is called but doesn't do anything since everyone is related. No
big deal. We can deal with that. Because most of us left there
to come here. San Francisco is not so much a destination as it
is a state of mind. Tolerance is not just tolerated, its mandatory;
and negligence of it, is punishable by non invitation to parties
of a monochromatic nature. Political correctness in this town
is more than a way of life, it's the wind that turns the turbine
of acceptance. Even though it starts at Columbus Square, we call
our October celebration, the Indigenous Peoples Parade. Only in
San Francisco, do the panhandlers ask for $3.95 to purchase the
latest issue of Atlantic Monthly. Race the fog.
Will Durst wouldn't live anywhere
else, unless he had a real paying job.
071698:0054PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE LINE
BETWEEN WARM AND HOT GETS CROSSED AT ABOUT 80 DEGREES. ABOUT FIFTEEN
DEGREES LESS THAN ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE COUNTRY.
This is good. Typical Congressional crap.
More to the point, typical Republican Congressional crap, which
is a lot like typical Congressional crap, only crappier. Think
runny. See, the deal is, House Majority Whip Tom De-Lay doesn't
like Clinton's order barring discrimination against gays in the
federal work force. He thinks it's too permissive, indulgent and
I don't know, reasonable. Apparently, in the spirit of leveling
the playing field, the GOP, representing that grand old group
of unreasonable Americans who want to discriminate against gays
in the workplace, intends to add an amendment to an appropriations
bill barring the use of funds to implement Clinton's order. And
here's where the crap really needs a chemical toilet. The bill
they plan to add the amendment to, is sponsored by Jim Kolbe of
Arizona, the only openly gay Republican in Congress. When asked,
the key sponsor of the measure, Joel Hefley, R Colo said he paid
no attention to Kolbe's sexual orientation when he drafted the
amendment. "I didn't think of Kolbe being a gay Republican
congressman, I just think of him being a Republican congressman."
Ding! Ding! Ding! No more calls, I think we have a winner. Hefley,
you idiot, that's the point. Now keep repeating the same damn
thing over and over while walk around your little cocktail parties
with your little tasseled loafer pals and we won't ever need that
order.
Will Durst thinks we're going
to need that order.
071798:0314PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CITY
PLANS ON IGNORING THE RULING ON PROP 227. OR AS IT'S KNOWN IN
CITY HALL, BUSINESS AS USUAL.
We think we're so smart. But throughout
history, innovations and pre emptive strikes have been held over
food. The power lunch in nothing new. Just the yellow tie, as
I intend to demonstrate in this issue of Famous Power Lunches,
the A To Z Version.
- Arnold Schwarzenegger At His First Kennedy
Family Barbecue.
- Backstage At The Rat Pack's Debut At The
Sands.
- Clinton At Mickey D's On 39 Cheeseburger
Day.
- Dagwood And Wimpy.
- Egg And The Chicken.
- First Fish With Legs Who Liked The Taste
Of Grass.
- George Bush And The Japanese Prime Minister.
- Harry And Sally At The Carnegie Deli.
- Initial Christians/ Lions Buffet.
- Jurassic Park T Rex And The Lawyer.
- Kenneth Starr And The Devil.
- Leopold And Loeb.
- Martin Luther's Last Communion.
- NYPD Officer And Michael Corleone.
- Oswald, Nixon And Stone.
- Party Thrown By The Donners.
- Queen Elizabeth's First Lunch With Fergie.
- Roy Cohn And J. Edgar Hoover At The DC
Sadie Hawkins Brunch.
- Serpent, Eve And The Apple.
- Tripp And Lewinsky.
- Under an overhanging palm, the first guy
to eat an oyster convinces the second guy.
- Vendella, Kate Moss, Naomi Campbell and
a grape.
- Wedding Banquet With Jesus In Charge Of
The Water.
- Xena And Hercules Eating Yak Tartare Al
Fresco.
- Yan Can Cook's First Wok.
- Zee Donald And Ivana Trump's Settlement
Luncheon At Lutece.
Will Durst definitely would not have been that second oyster guy.
071998:2037PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CITY
PLANS ON ELIMINATING PARKING SPOTS TO PROVIDE BIKE LANES. IT'S
THE PERFECT SOLUTION, WHICH MANAGES TO PISS OFF MERCHANTS, DRIVERS
AND THE BICYCLISTS.
Here's the deal. They decided to extend
BART, the Bay Area Rapid Transit to the airport, which should
have been done thirty years ago, but wasn't because of the cost.
So it turns out the 8.7 mile extension, scheduled to open in the
year 2001 originally was priced at $1.2 billion. Only about two
hundred gazillion times what it would have cost when the system
was built, but let's not cry over spilt money shall we. Otherwise,
the Potomac and the Sacramento would both be salt rivers. With
our red hot economy, the cost overruns are now estimated at 10%,
so the extra expense is being passed on to the consumer making
the fare for a trip from downtown to the airport an estimated
$4.50. Now that's cheap public transportation for you. Hey, you
get change from your five. 400% of the national average for a
similar run. And the way they'll make the exorbitant fare seem
reasonable is jack up the short term parking rates at SFO again.
Which they've already done five times in the last two years. You
know how I hate to be the monkey wrench in the works, but aren't
the airlines making quarterly profits on the order of annual gross
national product of Germany? Why don't they chip in? Or is that
like asking the pusher to subsidize the junkies cab ride?
Will Durst likes everything about
public transportation except the public part.
072198:0458PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A TASK
FORCE HAS SUGGESTED THAT MORE MEDALLIONS BE ISSUED PUTTING 300
TO 400 MORE TAXICABS ON THE STREET. GREAT, NOW CABBIES CAN FIGHT
EACH OTHER TO MAKE THE $10 AN HOUR THEY AVERAGE NOW.
You think you had a bad day. In Stockholm,
a stunt man set himself on fire and dived into a swimming pool
but missed the water and plummeted 30 feet to the ground. This
would be tragic if the guy hadn't survived but he did making him
much more suitable joke fodder than the Tsunami in Papua New Guinea.
Imagine for a minute you got a gig that's going to grease the
chutes for you to slide into the bigtime. What would cause you
to miss a swimming pool? What distracted him? In the interest
of International relations, I've come up with a couple of ideas
he could float to the press of why he screwed up.
* Scanned the crowd and saw an ex girlfriend
making out with his grandpa.
* The pool moved.
* Still disturbed over ABBA's breakup.
* Got confused by the smoke and had a hard
time telling his ass from blue ceramic tile.
* Publicist convinced him non splash would
translate into big splash.
* "Let's get ready to rumble"
guy mumbled.
* Maybe just one six pack would have settle
the nerves better.
* Worried about that whole NATO expansion
thing.
* Oh, camera right, I thought you meant
stage right.
* Damn discount wind socks.
Will Durst thinks this guy is
almost as misdirected as some idiot doing political stuff on Letterman.
|
Date: Tue, 14 Jul 1998 02:52:40 -0400
Subject: a benefit of the doubt week's
worth
070898:0213PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE MAYOR BROWN
IS ASKING FOR ENDORSEMENTS EVEN THOUGH ITS 16 MONTHS TO RE-ELECTION.
PROBABLY JUST HIS OLD BOY SCOUT TRAINING.
So, it's July, and nothing's happening.
Congress is safely back in their home districts making the world
safe for we, the poor unfortunate slobs they represent. For the
longest time I assumed they had the best gig in the world. Wear
nice clothes, fly first class and make like an expert about stuff
you know less about than steel pastry shelving knows about Sixth
District Federal Appeals Court rulings. But now I'm pretty sure
the guy with the best gig in the world is a man named Michael
Buffer. He's the guy who gets flown to all the major sporting
events and wails into the microphone "Let's get ready to
rumble!" That's it. That's all he does. Five words. He has
to do it, because nobody else is allowed to say it. I'm sure someone
else tried, and Mr. Buffer figured he had to cover his butt, so
he went out and trademarked it. We'd probably get in trouble for
trying to say "Let's get ready to grumble." Or "Vets
wreck Hetty Lou bubble" I imagine New York sportscasters
live in mortal fear of accidentally being caught on tape intimating
the "Jets get ready to fumble." So, I'm thinking, that's
what I need: a buzzphrase. I'm hoping "Sex pet heavy blue
gumbo!" is going to work out. Can't you just see me opening
the seventh game of the World Series; "Sex pet heavy blue
gumbo! Okay, maybe it needs work.
Will Durst needs a buzzphrase
and is accepting nominations.
071098:0227PDT
BERKELEY, CALIFORNIA, WHERE CITY OFFICIALS
LOWERED ITS PENALTIES ON PUBLIC NUDITY FROM A MISDEMEANOR TO AN
INFRACTION. THERE SHOULD ALSO BE SOME SORT OF AESTHETIC DAMAGES
ASSIGNED.
A group called the Nevada Citizen Alert
is claiming the casks carrying radioactive waste being shipped
across the country to an Idaho storage site could be leakier than
a cardboard skylight in a hurricane. The official response from
the US Department Of Energy is "geez pete, c'mon man, they're
just fine, why do you keep sweating us", even though they
reluctantly admit a full scale test has never actually been done.
Oh sure, the 16 foot long 26 ton casks with steel and lead walls
eight inches thick full of highly radioactive bomb grade uranium
from spent South Korean nuclear fuel rods can survive a 2,000
foot fall from a helicopter or a crash by a train going 80 mph.
But these were virtual tests used on dummy loads with quarter
scale casks. I think more dummy loads might still be in Washington
if someone wants to interview them. Just ask at any desk inside
the Department of Energy. You'll recognize them by their quarter
scale intellects. Government experts claim the casks can survive
any conceivable accident along the route which includes the landslide
prone Feather River Canyon. If they are so certain, maybe we should
assign one member from the Cabinet staff to accompany each cask
on its little trip. Use the good old fashioned buddy system. Then
you could be sure the tests would be exhaustive and painstaking.
Will Durst thinks his patience
is being tested.
071498:0041PDT
SASCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MONTHLY RENT
FOR A TWO BEDROOM APARTMENT IS APPROXIMATELY THE SAME COST AS
A SMALL FARM IN WESTERN PENNSYLVANIA.
Displaying a slight annoyance with life
during the worst economic crisis in a half century, Japan's voters
gave its governing party an old fashioned brutal head drubbing
in Sunday's parliamentary elections. Pimp slapped their little
Liberal Democratic skulls until raw and bloody and leaving scarlet
trails on the nice rice paper screens. In response, Prime Minister
Ryutaro Hashimoto said "the results are mostly attributable
to my lack of ability", and then he resigned. Who is this
guy, and can't we get him to run for something over here? City
councilman or state senator. Nothing real pivotal since he doesn't
seem to be all that blessed with leadership qualities, but he
does have this whole acceptance of guilt thing down. Something
that most American politicians are about as close to as a Wyoming
bush ferret is to fresh sea scallops. American experts are afraid
the Prime Minister job will go from a man who exhibited little
authority to a rival who has shown none, which sounds like they
expect Newt Gingrich to get the gig. In a country that specializes
in faceless leaders, leading contender Foreign Minister Keizo
Obuchi makes Perry Como look wired. Of course maybe we could convince
Oakland to ship them Jerry Brown. He could single handedly drag
their economy kicking and screaming into the twenty third century.
Or the nineteenth.
Will Durst thinks all they need
is a samurai.
|
Date: Tue, 7 Jul 1998 03:11:43 -0400
Subject: an all star week's worth
062598:0138PDT
OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NEW BAY BRIDGE
DESIGN ALTHOUGH ROUNDLY HECKLED BY PROTESTERS WAS PASSED BY THE
REVIEW BOARD. IT INCLUDES A BIKE LANE THAT GOES HALFWAY ACROSS.
AND THEY SAID YOU CAN'T BE A LITTLE BIT PREGNANT.
Summer. Barefoot at a barbecue. Sinfully
skinny tan lines. Sand under the elastic of your underwear. Men
obviously bereft of mirrors naked from the waist up. Ice cream
dripping down the sugar cone onto your fingers. Lemonade so tart
it makes your toes pucker. The tinny mantra of a baseball game
on an AM radio. It started Sunday but not really. Oh sure the
solstice ostensibly began at 10:03 am EDT Father's Day, when the
sun was at its furthest point from the equator. Solstice: from
the Latin for "stand still", featured the longest day
of the year. Yes, this may be the astronomical beginning of the
season of summer for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, but
we're already a goodly way into it's clammy depths. We've just
been experiencing that weird cuspal convergence of summer and
spring: Sprummer. Because true summer is not a fixed date, it's
a state of mind. An altered state of mind. As an adult, it means
Memorial Day and the ability to wear white shoes sans impunity
not to mention lawn furniture. It means fresh cut grass and the
soft stirring of a hammock complete with snoring noises. It means
the smell of burning flesh, both from barbecues and the shoulders
of the pigmentally challenged at the beach.
Will Durst is the romantic type.
062698:0139PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE HAVE
YET TO RECONCILE THE NEED FOR TOURIST DOLLARS WITH THE ACTUALITY
OF TOURISTS THEMSELVES.
Summer is not just mercurial, it's geographic.
If you're from the upper Midwest, it's a two week period quickly
celebrated during the end of July while dodging winged insects
the size of footstools. An old Wisconsin saying: "I remember
summer last year, it was a Wednesday I think." In my part
of the world, summer means a cool cleansing blanket of fog, or
as Mark Twain once said: "the coldest winter I ever spent
was a summer in San Francisco". For fans in the stands, summer
starts with the first pitch of the regular season, immediately
following the end of spring training. Which must be an odd phrase
to anybody who's never lived in the North and doesn't realize
you can't just jump into spring. You got ease on into it like
a Polish Dog sliding onto a grilled bun. And even though it's
only thirteen days away, the Fourth of July is undeniable dead
solid summer. A red white and blue holiday when we celebrate America's
birthday by blowing stuff up real good. Because that's another
important characteristic of summer; it's loud. When you're a kid,
summer is flexible like a garden hose left tangled in an August
attic in Phoenix. But that doesn't mean you can't pinpoint the
exact minute of its birth. It starts at 3:01 on the last day of
school and it lasts until 8 am the Tuesday after Labor Day, which
is when we all know summer ends. Except apparently for the astronomers
who stubbornly insist the season lasts until the 23rd of September.
Which is right around when summer begins in San Francisco. And
lingers for maybe six weeks. Sumtumn. Or is it Autmmer?
Will Durst is definitely a autmmer
person.
070698:0155PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THEY CLOSED
DOWN THE BAY BRIDGE BECAUSE A SUSPECTED MURDERER FROM TEXAS WAS
WANDERING AROUND ON TREASURE ISLAND. MAYBE THEY SHOULD CHANGE
THE NAME OF THE ISLAND.
Now let me get this straight. The World
Cup is the most exciting sporting event in the world, right? So
that would have to make Seniors Tour Knitting Circles number two.
With Supermodels Filling In Crossword Puzzles With Ink a close
third. "And Firdley passes it to Rodriguez who passes it
back to Firdley who passes it to Rodriguez, who stands still for
at least twenty seconds. Genius tactical move. He's put the attack
back on the full boil now. Rodriguez passes it back to Firdley
who takes a shot and it's . . . no, it bounces off the crossbar,
and so, late in the second stoppage time, the score remains, nil,
nil." Nobody ever knows what time it is and the only camera
angle they got is the one where the lens is attached to the inside
rim of the Mir Space Station. Then they give out these red and
yellow cards to players who have the audacity to get in the way
of other players and attempt to alter their effectiveness. The
hell is that? These guys would last about fifteen seconds in the
NFL. Of course Americans don't understand any sport that doesn't
involve eighth of a ton no neck brain dead behemoth pieces of
premium beef tearing each other apart like the last hamburger
at a mad dog picnic. And after all, in soccer, that's the fans
job.
Will Durst is not one of those
Americans. Go Holland.
070798:0259PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THREE SWIMMERS
WERE SWEPT OUT TO SEA WHILE ON THE CITY'S POPULAR OCEAN BEACH.
PROBABLY GOING TO MEAN A LOT MORE TRIPS TO THE MOUNTAINS THIS
SUMMER.
It's always been the great American tradition
to take the string of weasels dangling from our chins, and develop
new jewelry trends from them in a red white and blue tendency
I like to call Find The Brightside. So let us now help people
around the country celebrate the anniversary of our country's
birth by Finding The Brightside.
1. Clinton Plays Down Talk About Human
Rights While In China.
A. A lot fewer annoying interviews with
dissidents on NPR.
B. Rooms with better views for his staff.
2. Large Amount Of Animals Dying At Disney's
Animal Kingdom.
A. They're much more approachable this
way.
B. Veterinary pathology students are excited.
3. Giant Meteor To Destroy Earth In 2028.
A. Time to cash in that second mortgage
and head to Vegas.
B. No longer need to obsessively check
expiration dates on Twinkies packages.
4. Florida Fires Continue To Rage.
A. Diminished vision of seniors now shared
by all residents.
B. Developers able to offer deals that
are "smoking" while abiding by the truth in advertising
constraints.
5. Campaign Finance Reform Goes Down Again.
A. Lots of catering money still free to
spread around to DC based relatives.
B. World won't come to an end.
6. Minority Teenagers Are Smoking More.
A. The tobacco industry's commitment to
diversity is finally paying dividends.
B. Hey, all right. Some one is doing studies
on minorities.
Will Durst is worried that 5 B
negates 3.
|
Date: Tue, 7 Jul 1998 03:11:43 -0400
an all star week's worth
062598:0138PDT
OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NEW BAY BRIDGE
DESIGN ALTHOUGH ROUNDLY HECKLED BY PROTESTERS WAS PASSED BY THE
REVIEW BOARD. IT INCLUDES A BIKE LANE THAT GOES HALFWAY ACROSS.
AND THEY SAID YOU CAN'T BE A LITTLE BIT PREGNANT.
Summer. Barefoot at a barbecue. Sinfully
skinny tan lines. Sand under the elastic of your underwear. Men
obviously bereft of mirrors naked from the waist up. Ice cream
dripping down the sugar cone onto your fingers. Lemonade so tart
it makes your toes pucker. The tinny mantra of a baseball game
on an AM radio. It started Sunday but not really. Oh sure the
solstice ostensibly began at 10:03 am EDT Father's Day, when the
sun was at its furthest point from the equator. Solstice: from
the Latin for "stand still", featured the longest day
of the year. Yes, this may be the astronomical beginning of the
season of summer for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, but
we're already a goodly way into it's clammy depths. We've just
been experiencing that weird cuspal convergence of summer and
spring: Sprummer. Because true summer is not a fixed date, it's
a state of mind. An altered state of mind. As an adult, it means
Memorial Day and the ability to wear white shoes sans impunity
not to mention lawn furniture. It means fresh cut grass and the
soft stirring of a hammock complete with snoring noises. It means
the smell of burning flesh, both from barbecues and the shoulders
of the pigmentally challenged at the beach.
Will Durst is the romantic type.
062698:0139PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE HAVE
YET TO RECONCILE THE NEED FOR TOURIST DOLLARS WITH THE ACTUALITY
OF TOURISTS THEMSELVES.
Summer is not just mercurial, it's geographic.
If you're from the upper Midwest, it's a two week period quickly
celebrated during the end of July while dodging winged insects
the size of footstools. An old Wisconsin saying: "I remember
summer last year, it was a Wednesday I think." In my part
of the world, summer means a cool cleansing blanket of fog, or
as Mark Twain once said: "the coldest winter I ever spent
was a summer in San Francisco". For fans in the stands, summer
starts with the first pitch of the regular season, immediately
following the end of spring training. Which must be an odd phrase
to anybody who's never lived in the North and doesn't realize
you can't just jump into spring. You got ease on into it like
a Polish Dog sliding onto a grilled bun. And even though it's
only thirteen days away, the Fourth of July is undeniable dead
solid summer. A red white and blue holiday when we celebrate America's
birthday by blowing stuff up real good. Because that's another
important characteristic of summer; it's loud. When you're a kid,
summer is flexible like a garden hose left tangled in an August
attic in Phoenix. But that doesn't mean you can't pinpoint the
exact minute of its birth. It starts at 3:01 on the last day of
school and it lasts until 8 am the Tuesday after Labor Day, which
is when we all know summer ends. Except apparently for the astronomers
who stubbornly insist the season lasts until the 23rd of September.
Which is right around when summer begins in San Francisco. And
lingers for maybe six weeks. Sumtumn. Or is it Autmmer?
Will Durst is definitely a autmmer
person.
070698:0155PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THEY CLOSED
DOWN THE BAY BRIDGE BECAUSE A SUSPECTED MURDERER FROM TEXAS WAS
WANDERING AROUND ON TREASURE ISLAND. MAYBE THEY SHOULD CHANGE
THE NAME OF THE ISLAND.
Now let me get this straight. The World
Cup is the most exciting sporting event in the world, right? So
that would have to make Seniors Tour Knitting Circles number two.
With Supermodels Filling In Crossword Puzzles With Ink a close
third. "And Firdley passes it to Rodriguez who passes it
back to Firdley who passes it to Rodriguez, who stands still for
at least twenty seconds. Genius tactical move. He's put the attack
back on the full boil now. Rodriguez passes it back to Firdley
who takes a shot and it's . . . no, it bounces off the crossbar,
and so, late in the second stoppage time, the score remains, nil,
nil." Nobody ever knows what time it is and the only camera
angle they got is the one where the lens is attached to the inside
rim of the Mir Space Station. Then they give out these red and
yellow cards to players who have the audacity to get in the way
of other players and attempt to alter their effectiveness. The
hell is that? These guys would last about fifteen seconds in the
NFL. Of course Americans don't understand any sport that doesn't
involve eighth of a ton no neck brain dead behemoth pieces of
premium beef tearing each other apart like the last hamburger
at a mad dog picnic. And after all, in soccer, that's the fans
job.
Will Durst is not one of those
Americans. Go Holland.
070798:0259PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THREE SWIMMERS
WERE SWEPT OUT TO SEA WHILE ON THE CITY'S POPULAR OCEAN BEACH.
PROBABLY GOING TO MEAN A LOT MORE TRIPS TO THE MOUNTAINS THIS
SUMMER.
It's always been the great American tradition
to take the string of weasels dangling from our chins, and develop
new jewelry trends from them in a red white and blue tendency
I like to call Find The Brightside. So let us now help people
around the country celebrate the anniversary of our country's
birth by Finding The Brightside.
1. Clinton Plays Down Talk About Human
Rights While In China.
A. A lot fewer annoying interviews with
dissidents on NPR.
B. Rooms with better views for his staff.
2. Large Amount Of Animals Dying At Disney's
Animal Kingdom.
A. They're much more approachable this
way.
B. Veterinary pathology students are excited.
3. Giant Meteor To Destroy Earth In 2028.
A. Time to cash in that second mortgage
and head to Vegas.
B. No longer need to obsessively check
expiration dates on Twinkies packages.
4. Florida Fires Continue To Rage.
A. Diminished vision of seniors now shared
by all residents.
B. Developers able to offer deals that
are "smoking" while abiding by the truth in advertising
constraints.
5. Campaign Finance Reform Goes Down Again.
A. Lots of catering money still free to
spread around to DC based relatives.
B. World won't come to an end.
6. Minority Teenagers Are Smoking More.
A. The tobacco industry's commitment to
diversity is finally paying dividends.
B. Hey, all right. Some one is doing studies
on minorities.
Will Durst is worried that 5 B
negates 3.
|
Date: Tue, 23 Jun 1998 02:34:44 -0400
a week's worth with a smudge of bile dripping
off of it
061898:0323PDT
SAN F, CALIFORNIA, WHERE SOUVENIRS AT THE
US OPEN BEING HELD AT THE OLYMPIC CLUB INCLUDE A DOZEN GOLF BALLS
FOR $40. AT THAT PRICE NOT ONLY DON'T YOU USE THEM, THEY GET THEIR
OWN DRAWER.
HAH! AAAIIIIEEEE! BRIIFFFKK! I only wish
I could make a noise that would jump right off the page and into
your brain like explosive shards of righteous freakazoid fury.
It comes from the other day when Senate Majority Leader, Trent
Lott, the dufus in charge of the Senate, has gone above and beyond
the call of duty of numbskulled determination in his attempt to
drag us kicking and screaming back to the 50's, with his characterization
of homosexuality as a sin like kleptomania that is curable. It
doesn't matter that for all of recorded history, 10% of the population
has been and is gay. It doesn't matter that nobody but nobody
should be able to tell nobody else what to do when they're alone
and nobody gets hurt. It doesn't matter that discrimination is
something Jesus preached against. All that matters is Trent Lotts
of BS so you can smell it 2,000 miles away, is sucking up to his
right wing base by lashing out against an entire group of people
because... get ready for this because apparently its important-
they are different. One can only thankfully remember that America
is great for many reasons; one of them being the national cure
for the asinine. It's called defeat at the polls.
Will Durst thinks it worked with
Bob Dornan.
061798:0255PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A GROUP
OF POLITICAL CONSULTANTS REFUSED TO SIGN A VOLUNTARY PLEDGE NOT
TO LIE DURING CAMPAIGNS. THEY WOULDN'T LIE ABOUT LYING. YOU HAVE
TO RESPECT THAT, I THINK.
The Carl's Jr's. fast food chain has a new
slogan promoting how messy its hamburgers are, which I hope is
a pitch at how much you get for your money. A value scam instead
of a slob scam. "If it doesn't get all over the place, it
doesn't belong in your face." Now, I know the art of advertising
is mostly hyperbole and exaggeration, but this phrase has a logic
glitch the size of one of Jupiter's moons. I can think of many
things that get all over the place that don't belong in my face,
but that's not quite the contention, is it? Rather, they are proposing
that unless it DOES get all over the place, then you have no business
ingesting it. Can that be true? So that would mean carrots are
bad and cheese fondue eaten with your fingers is good. They have
another commercial featuring a guy who pretends to tell some other
guy's fortune by reading the glop falling out of the burger like
tea leaves and he ends up eating the whole thing predicting the
poor sap is destined to be hungry. The message I get from this
ad is total jerks and saps favor Carl's Jr's. I'm sure the advertising
agencies have done extensive studies and can provide data proving
total jerks have more disposable income and can afford buying
container cars full of messy hamburgers, and that's why they are
being targeted. Same strategy Trent Lott seems to favor.
Will Durst likes double doubles
with ketchup and onions only.
062298:0332PDT
RENO, NEVADA, WHERE THE RENO RODEO IS TAKING
CENTER STAGE THIS WEEK. OF COURSE COMPARED TO THE GRAVEYARD BLACKJACK
DEALERS, I IMAGINE THOSE BRAHMIN BULLS LOOK COZY.
You can't make stuff up like this.
- Now, Kenneth Starr wants voice samples
of Monica Lewinsky. Wow, are you telling me, we now have the
technology to determine invasive DNA from an audio readout?
- George Karl, fired from the Seattle Supersonics,
might leave the world of professional athletics and become coach
of the Denver Nuggets.
- Reports say Viagra may cause vision problems.
Probably similar to alcohol. Take a few too many, and everybody
looks good.
- Baywatch plans on replacing its entire
female cast next season. Which puts the pressure on the writers.
Not only do they have to write scripts that introduce a slew
of new characters, but they have to write them so they can be
read phonetically.
- Ellen Degeneres and Anne Heche have announced
plans to marry. ABC, always on the cutting edge has already given
Ellen away.
- Pentagon reaction to the female officer
who posed for Playboy has been mixed. 20% of the military brass
is calling for a court martial and the rest are calling for the
proof sheet.
- Because production costs have spiraled
out of control, Nicholas Cage's no cut contract calls for him
being paid $17 million for not playing Superman. I'm thinking
of calling up the producers to let them know I'm not available
either. They should have called me; I'd be willing to not play
Superman for a lot less than that.
Will Durst is also unavailable
for a lot of other roles. Please call his agent for exact dates.
062398:0009PDT
RENO, NEVADA, IN THE MIDST OF THE MAYOR'S
CONFERENCE, WHERE THE ASSEMBLED HAVE THREATENED TO TAKE GUN MANUFACTURERS
TO COURT TO HELP PAY FOR THE CARNAGE IN THEIR CITIES. THEN THEY
CAN SUE MCDONALD'S FOR RUINING BUS SEATS.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This
- Loved the Republicans adding all those
amendments to the tobacco legislation, and then defeating it
because there were too many amendments attached. A lot like stapling
saddlebags to a pigeon and then shooting it because it can't
fly.
- With the success of Godzilla, producers
are preparing to film other monsters terrorizing New York. I
think they should start with the Rush Limbaugh Story.
- Rolling Stone guitarist Keith Richards
injured some ribs in a fall and doctors prescribed pain killers.
Talk about redundant.
- The US and 20 states continue to sue Microsoft
for around a billion dollars. For Bill Gates, it's a case that
could be settled in small claims court.
- The X Files movie racked up $31 million
over the weekend amidst claims that it's more than a big screen
version of the TV show. $7.50 more.
- The US Government is conducting a study
of the Y2K, the year 2000 computer bug. What do you want to bet
the study is going to take three years?
- Did you ever think that Kenneth Starr,
love child of Joe McCarthy and J. Edgar Hoover, is just trying
to do to Clinton what Clinton allegedly did to Gennifer Flowers?
- Will Durst wonders if the void left by
Ginger Spice will be equal to the void created by Ginger Spice.
Week's Worth will go on vacation
until the sixth of July so it can drink a lot of beer and handle
explosives in honor of the birth of our country.
|
Date: Tue, 16 Jun 1998 04:31:09 -0400
a week's worth in search of a winning streak
0611 PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE PROSPECTIVE
NEW DOWNTOWN $450 MILLION BLOOMINGDALE'S IS CAUSING QUITE A STIR.
THE OPENING OF THIS STORE WILL MAKE US AS IMPORTANT AS NEW YORK.
NOW ALL WE NEED IS A RAMPAGING 400 FOOT LIZARD AND WE'RE VALIDATED.
The Southern Baptist Convention amended
its statement of beliefs for the first time in 35 years to include
a statement that says women should "submit graciously"
to their husbands. Cool. I'm hoping that means if I convert to
Baptism or whatever, I don't have to do dishes any more. Debi,
the heathen pagan, stubbornly disagrees. Of course, it'll take
awhile for her to adopt those good Baptist beliefs. Like 9,000
light years. You watch. She'll burn. You got to love these guys.
First they hold their annual convention in Salt Lake City in a
snotty attempt to kick holier than thou sand in the Mormons face,
and then they make a decision to drag themselves kicking and screaming
into the 13th century by declaring 51% of the population subservient
to the other 49%. Proponents of the Baptists declaration argue
that without such a Biblical structure, civilized society is in
jeopardy. Maybe civilized society is in greater jeopardy if it
keeps ascribing to a centuries old system of rigid moral authority
rather than realizing that the whole idea is not to hurt other
people on purpose. And not starting wars based on which comic
book character you believe in.
Will Durst is proud to say he's
a Druid.
061298:0158PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE PRIDE
OURSELVES ON BEING UNFLAPPABLE. ALTHOUGH IT MUST BE SAID, THE
SIGHT OF SOME OF THOSE BLUE THIGHS ON THE TOURISTS CAN SEND SHIVERS
DOWN THE SPINE.
It's that time of the season, when all these
big time entertainers and heavy schtarkers are picking up the
big bucks by giving graduation speeches at colleges they got kicked
out of. So I thought I'd jump in with my two cents worth.
When you mosh down the bleached green hedges
of a college campus these days, elbowing your way past creased
flannel and the pierced chin clefts and quick frozen cynicism
of the halls, the first question that pops in my head is the echoing
bass beat of my weird uncle Bud's refrain, "to what grotesque
length will the progeny of these poseurs be forced to adopt, in
order to induce a requisite parental outrage response?" And
will you, Generation Y, be forced to a rebellious wave that springs
from an even more sheltered enclave than Seattle? Maybe it'll
rise from Bozeman, Montana, in the form of concentric body gouging.
Or Singapore caning welts framed in frayed black denim. Who knows,
in 20 years, music videos could be showcasing disaffected white
adolescent bands wearing bibbed overalls with barbed wire suspenders
eerily warbling their hormonally poisoned poetry through distended
vocal cords stretched by skull head mosaic tribal neck rings.
And of course, the whole movement will be crushed when JC Penney's
co-opts the images in their catalogue featuring the newest fashion
line, "Grudge Rock." What I'm saying here is who cares?
Go for it. Break down those fashion walls. You got to start somewhere.
But stay out of my way. And someone give me a beer. Time you got
some practice at your future profession.
Will Durst is moving from ornery
to curmudgeon-like extremely quick.
061598:0151PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHICH IS THE
WORLD WILDLIFE FUND HAS CHOSEN AS THE SITE OF A PILOT PROJECT
TO SAVE THE WORLD'S TIGERS. GOOD CHOICE. NEXT WE'LL PICK NAIROBI,
KENYA AS POINT IN THE FIGHT AGAINST SAXOPHONE ABUSE.
Moses runs the NRA. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Yes, he's going to lead Conservatives out of the wilderness and
into the promised land of high poll numbers. Going to turn around
the image of the organization, about as easy a task as taming
a wounded weasel with a raw meat stick. Besides, I'm not sure
we should be giving this kind of responsibility to a man who was
traumatized by apes in two movies. First Ronald Reagan is President
of the United States, and now Charlton Heston is President of
the NRA, so I guess that means pretty soon Jack Palance is going
to head the Red Cross. Then, Ed Asner will run the ACLU, although
he did have a shot at the Screen Actors Guild which is close.
Heston said, "Mr. Clinton, America didn't trust you with
our health care system... America doesn't trust you with our 21
year old daughters, and we sure, Lord, don't trust you with our
guns!" The great communicator is alive and loud and speaking
from the Mount after hearing from the burning bush, and I don't
mean George W. either. He called the recent school shootings a
"child issue, not a gun issue." I disagree, I think
it's a school issue. Get rid of schools, get rid of school shootings.
It's so simple.
Will Durst is here to help.
061698:0259PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR
IS TALKING ABOUT BRINGING A GRAND PRIX AUTO RACE HERE. THAT'S
WHAT WE NEED, CARS DOING 100 MPH ON OUR HILLS. COURSE, WE ALREADY
HAVE THAT WITH OUR TAXIS.
Special Prosecutor Kenneth Starr, also known
to many as Mediocre Prosecutor Kenneth Starr, is taking heavy
heat for admitting to Brill's Content magazine that he and his
chief deputy may have briefed a couple of reporters during his
Presidential witch hunt, unh, I mean, investigation. Supposedly,
he timed his leaks to put pressure on potential witnesses in his
probe of Bill Clinton's many flaws and moral openings. Federal
law prohibits prosecutors from disclosing "matters before
the grand jury", but Starr maintains his actions were to
protect his office from attacks that undermined public confidence
in his work. He later was unable to provide any proof that there
had been any confidence in his work to begin with. He also suggested
some of the information was "what witnesses tell FBI agents
before they testify before the grand jury". So it's not real
testimony... yet. Senator Orin Hatch, Republican from Utah, and
chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee leapt to Starr's defense.
But he's about as impartial as Hillary would be to a public flogging
of Chelsea. Now the White House is calling for an independent
investigation of the Special Investigator. And then Kenneth Starr
could investigate the investigator who was investigating him,
the investigator. Hey, this could be fun. Nah, then again, probably
not.
Will Durst is confused.
For anybody interested, Will Durst is performing
at the Reno Hilton, Friday the 19th through Sunday the 21st. Come
on up.
|
Date: Tue, 9 Jun 1998 04:36:38 -0400
a week's worth with a big guinness head
on it
060398:0420GMT
KILKENNY, IRELAND, WHICH AT ONE TIME WAS
THE CAPITAL OF IRELAND AND TODAY BEING THE FINAL DAY OF THE CAT'S
LAUGH COMEDY FESTIVAL, IT IS THE CAPITAL OF IRISH COMEDY. OF COURSE
IRISH COMEDY IS A BIT REDUNDANT.
Murphy's Stout sponsored a comedy festival
in Kilkenny, Ireland and invited a bunch of us Yank comics over
to amuse the troops. At least they said it was a comedy festival.
It was mostly a beer festival with chairs. To say the Irish drink,
is like saying nitroglycerine is a bad substance to fill overhanging
crib mobiles with. This is the country where the swimmer, Michele
Smith, was suspected of blood doping because her urine had enough
whiskey in it to kill a small hippopotamus. The overwhelming response
from her countrymen was, "Hey, what's the problem, she's
Irish". You don't test her urine for strength, you test it
for origin. If we're talking Scotch Whiskey, its obviously a fake.
As long as it smells like an Irish Whiskey distillery, I don't
know if we have the right to make a value judgment on how much
the young lady cares to drink. Maybe she just needs something
to keep her warm in all those strange pools. Or maybe she just
spent a weekend in Kilkenny and tried to keep up with one of the
eighteen year old thugs there. You guys will forgive me, but I
have to go and iron my liver. Try and fill some of those larger
perforations, with that special freeze dried Guinness spackling
compound I picked up.
Will Durst is one hurting puppy.
060498:0504PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR
HAS TO GIVE UP $1.5 MILLION DOLLARS HE'S BEEN SIPHONING FROM THE
HOTEL TAX FUND TO PAY FOR HIS OFFICE OF PROTOCOL. HE'LL PROBABLY
MAKE IT UP BY SELLING A COUPLE OF SUITS.
You can call us many things here in the
Golden Plated state of California, but we're about as predictable
as a rhinestone canoe in a freight elevator. Our Democratic Gubernatorial
suitors spent $64 million cozying up to us for Tuesday's primary,
and what do we do, but go and nominate the goober who bought us
a corsage the size of a golf ball dimple. Grey "And That's
A Gross Exaggeration" Davis, beat both Al "Checkbook
With A Smirk" Checci, and Jane "I Am A Woman Dammit"
Harman for the honor of facing Dan "Darth" Lungren in
November's race for Governor of us, the world's Seventh largest
economy. Now, of course, the next five months is going to be easy.
The two of them will stomp each other like daisies on a fifty
yard line claiming that all important moderate middle as a fumble
recovery and blast the other for being so far out of the mainstream,
they got grass stains on their butts. According to which playbook
you're reading, it'll either be Mister Compassion versus the Steel
Nazi or Mister Responsible versus the Stone Hippie. Or another
way of putting it, for us in California, its $64 million down
and a bajillion to go.
Will Durst doesn't have five months.
060598:0133PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE PROPONENTS
OF A TWICE LOSING MEASURE TO RAISE MONEY FOR THE DE YOUNG MUSEUM
VOW TO TRY THE BALLOT BOX AGAIN. EITHER THEY"RE THINKING:
THIRD TIME'S A CHARM OR THREE STRIKES YOU'RE OUT.
In elections of national note here in the
leftist of all coasts, Prop 226 probably caused the most commotion.
It said unions can't do what corporations do, that is, influence
elections; unless they got one signed note from every member,
and another from their mothers, saying that they cleaned their
rooms. Losing 53 to 47, it was called the "Payroll Protection
Act"; a lot like calling a giant sinkhole in your driveway-
a garage extender. Defeating the bill, the unions outspent their
opponents four to one leaving them broke for November, making
Dan Lungren an unintended benefactor. I'm sure he'll return the
favor. Down in SOCAL, Bob Dornan won the right to a rematch with
Loretta Sanchez, who defeated him by 984 votes in 96, amidst incredibly
loud whining of illegally cast ballots, a charge which gained
some credence when a Hispanic group was accused of registering
ineligible voters. However, the Republican controlled House of
Reps threw out his complaint anyway on the "oh, get a life"
platform. Prop 227, ended bilingual education, followed in the
very successful and shallow footsteps of Props 187 & 209.
Then, in another blistering example of why our state is nationally
beloved as a propane leak in fireworks factory, 41st district
US Representative Jay Kim was hobbled in his re-election bid by
the ankle bracelet keeping him back in DC unable to campaign.
See, a federal judge imposed it as partial penalty for accepting
$250,000 in illegal campaign contributions. Just proving what
we've always suspected: when the going gets tough, the tough decline
all media requests. The good news, he lost.
Will Durst is glad he lives here,
but he's an adrenaline junkie.
060898:0005PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE EL NINO
IS BEING BLAMED FOR WIDESPREAD INFESTATION OF SNAILS. OR WHAT
THE FRENCH WOULD CALL A SELF SERVE PICNIC ON EVERY CORNER.
The Supreme Court rebuffed Independent Counsel
Kenneth W. Starr's request for a rare summer session and a bypass
of the normal appellate channels in his desire to get some real
mean dogs with sharp teeth involved in his witch hunt. His request
for fast tracking a couple of judgments on Clinton's client attorney
and Secret Service privileges was based on a claim this was an
emergency on the order of Watergate or the national steel strike
of 52. The Justices however, seemed to agree that it's an emergency
more on the order of a broken chaise lounge or a missing lug nut.
In essence they said, "hey, Mr. Special Prosecutor, you're
not all that special, and should play by the same rules all the
other boys and girls have to play by". The guy has been leisurely
strolling for four years and forty million dollars and suddenly
he's in such a hurry, he makes The Flash look like the Man of
Molasses. The Court of Appeals was remanded by the Supreme Court
to proceed expeditiously and we can only hope that Kenneth Starr
will do the same. Otherwise, at $30,000 a day for 1400 days, I'm
pretty sure we can get Mr. Starr charged in Federal Court for
overbilling.
Will Durst is definitely in favor
of charging Mr. Starr with something, and to be honest, an electric
cattle prod springs to mind.
060998:0259PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE ANOTHER
BANK MERGER IS GOING TO CREATE THE 7TH LARGEST BANK IN AMERICA.
ABOUT 2130 JOBS WILL BE CUT, BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS RATES WILL PROBABLY
RISE. ITS A LOSE- LOSE SITUATION.
Defense Secretary William Cohen ordered
an inquiry into allegations that special US forces used nerve
gas to target American military defectors during the Vietnam War.
He also said his understanding is "this would have violated
our own policy at the time". At the time? At the time?!?
What the hell does that mean? At the time. I guess that means
now its okay. Oh yeah, I suppose everybody knows it's standard
operating procedure. Easy as pie. Now. But before, no. Not such
a good idea. The so called Operation Tailwind, and doesn't it
stink like one, was approved by the Nixon White House, according
to former military officials who participated in the September
1970 raid. Gosh, I can't imagine that. Nixon involved in something
shady. Surely these gentlemen must be mistaken. Cohen said he
is going to ask the military services to search records for any
information that might substantiate the allegations. And you can
bet he's going to find stacks and stacks of records. Immediately.
Probably just sitting there right on top in a big file titled
"Nerve Gas: Our Own People". Yeah, right, and then we'll
open up that other file with the big black magic marker heading:
"JFK: the Real Murderers." Of course, that'll end up
being Nixon's fault too. Might as well blame him for everything.
Will Durst is willing to.
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Date: Tue, 26 May 1998 02:06:20 -0400
a wee bit of a tiny week's worth
052298:0154PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE HOUSE
THAT BLEW UP IN THE SUNSET DISTRICT IS THOUGHT TO HAVE BEEN DONE
IN BY AN ILLEGAL FIREWORKS FACTORY. I THINK IT WAS JUST CLEVER
SELF PROMOTING.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This:
- The good news is Jerry Tarkanian settled
his lawsuit with the NCAA for a cool $2.5 million, is he now
has enough money to bail out his starting five.
- The Democrats in Congress want to ban
high capacity ammunition clip probably wouldn't impact how postal
workers do their jobs, but it would help make kids' backpacks
a lot lighter.
- The UPN Network has announced it will
increase its TV schedule this fall to five nights. They also
hope to add a fifth viewer.
- Nike has announced reforms in its asian
factories. Wonder if this means they're going to discontinue
the "take your parents to work" day.
- Jerry Springer says his guests don't follow
a script. Well, obviously, that would require his staff book
guests who can read.
- Disney's Animal Kingdom has just opened
in Orlando. It's supposed to be just like going to Africa. Only
more expensive.
- You know why I love watching the Home
Shopping Network? Because there's no commercials.
- I don't know how they kill Godzilla in
the movie, but they should have just given him lower box seats
at Yankee Stadium. Or maybe they're saving it up for the sequel
when he fights another dinosaur: AMTRAK.
Will Durst wonders if Cub fans
are already learning the chant: "Wait Till Next Millennium"?
052698:0136PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE MEMORIAL
DAY WAS WELCOMED WITH A LARGE AMOUNT OF SCREAMING AND CELEBRATORY
EXPLOSIONS. IN OTHER WORDS, A DAY LIKE ANY OTHER.
We should have seen this one coming like
the return of the Chicken Flu, or that weird summer rash that
gets under your belt and doesn't go away until your family leaves
after Thanksgiving. The Speaker of the House wants to keep his
options open to run for President in campaign 2000, so he is now
in the process of renovating his image. Like a lizard shedding
his skin, this recidivistic event has become anticipated in Washington
like Cherry Blossom Blight or herpes. The new Newt. The newest
Newt. The Newtest Newt. You know, I'm thinking, in order to really
impress the money people he's serious this time, Mister G is going
to have to take himself a new tact. What this Georgia Peach needs
is a slogan. And if you're thinking, I'm just the guy to give
him one, you're right.
- The Speaker of the House: He Looks Out
For No. 1.
- Newt Gingrich: No Ethics Violations In
Months.
- You Don't Have To Trust Him To Admire
Him.
- Newter Than He Wants To Be.
- He's Not As Weasely As He Looks.
- The New Newt: Hasn't Abandoned A Wife
While She Was Recuperating From Cancer Surgery Since The First
One.
- Don't Worry: He's Not Contagious.
- The Newtmeister: Sleaze Does Matter.
- No He Doesn't Always Make Sense, But He's
Loud.
- He May Be An Asshole, But He's Our Asshole.
Will Durst hopes Newt runs, but Will Durst is a comic.
don't forget to watch the durst amendment on wednesday and livelyhood
on friday on a pbs station near you.
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Date: Tue, 19 May 1998 04:38:58 -0400
a week's worth about to merge with doctor
laura
051498:0248PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE ALL 1500
OF THE RENT CONTROL ROLLBACK CAMPAIGN SIGNS HAVE BEEN TORN DOWN
AND DESTROYED. OPPONENTS SAID IT WAS TOO BAD THE SAME DIDN'T HAPPEN
TO THE LANDLORDS WHO PAID FOR THEM.
Say what you will about those wacky Indians,
they just proved they possess International cajones the size of
The Great Barrier Reef by joining the We Can Really Screw Things
Up Big Time Club. We're not even done yelling at them for the
three nukes they set off on Monday and what do they do: immediately
go and test themselves two more underground blasts. You'd think
they'd have the simple common courtesy to wait until we've finished
drawing our angry line in the sand before walking past us like
we're not even there. To say Washington is a little pissed off
is like saying the Seinfeld publicity machine is running on all
four cylinders. Oh, their next door neighbors, the Pakistanis,
are happier than a refrigeration convention in hell without duct
tape. They called the New Delhi action something "gone berserk".
Of course you got to remember they get along with the Indians
a lot like sugar get along with carburetors. They would probably
call an Indian satellite transmission of the Disney channel the
first manifestation of Great Satan's rule. Of course they wouldn't
be too wrong. Too bad, Rudy Guiliani didn't feel the same way
and left Times Square to Satan and not Disney.
Will Durst figures the bigger
the Club the shorter the half life.
051598:0601PDT
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, WHERE THE PUYALLUP
RIVER IS CLOSE TO MAKING THE CUT OF BEING DESIGNATED AN AMERICAN
HERITAGE RIVER, AND THEN I GUESS IT HAS A CHANCE TO GO ON TO BECOME
UNIVERSAL HERITAGE RIVER.
According to the New York Daily News, which
means it has to be true, New York City Yellow Cabs went on strike
yesterday because of strict new regulations that Mayor Rudolph
Giuliani has proposed to the Taxi Commission, which votes on May
28th. Averring they would be driven out of business, the cabbies
protested the onerous new rules, which include barring the drivers
from smoking, playing loud music and fines for ignoring or cursing
costumers. They would also mandate drug tests for new drivers,
raise insurance liability requirements, and raise fines up to
$1000 for reckless driving and other traffic violations. What
does Giuliani think he's doing? New York City without dirty rude
cab drivers is like Los Angeles with clean air. It's like a winter
in Minneapolis wearing shorts. When you go to Tijuana and the
federales refuse your bribe, you're pissed, right? So why is Rudy
trying to screw with American preconceptions of New York? Next
thing you know, he'll make personal hygiene a requirement for
entering the 212 area code. Maybe we can elect him to national
office and have him work on the 202 area code. Make graft and
corruption a extraditable offense. Of course then all our Representatives
would have to commit their carnage from home. And then the rest
of us could strike. At the ballot box. Nah, that's too easy.
Will Durst loves the idea of Gingrich
Gridlock.
051898:0141PDT
SEATTLE, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE RAIN DOESN'T
STOP FOR ANYTHING. ESPECIALLY FOR RENTAL CARS.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This
- National Secretaries Day was last month.
I'm wondering what Clinton's secretary got. Probably a dozen
subpoenas.
- You know if Bill Clinton does invade Iraq,
his legacy might read "Make Love And War."
- Larry Holmes is going to fight George
Foreman. Sponsors for the heaviest of heavyweight bouts haven't
been announced yet, but I have to assume they'll include Meatmucil
and Depends. It's good to see Boxing get a Seniors Tour.
- I imagine the US State Department is telling
the Indian government, "of course we'll treat you like adults.
It's just that unless you start to behave more like we say, not
only will you lose another month's allowance, but you'll be grounded
until the millennium and sent to bed without any curry."
- Don't ask me how he did it, but I'm absolutely
convinced that somehow Jerry Seinfeld is responsible for killing
Frank Sinatra.
- Looks like Bill Gates and Janet Reno have
a real love hate relationship going on here. She'd better trod
carefully or Microsoft is going to buy the Justice Department
and put her at a customer service desk in Redmond. Either that
or Microsoft will test an underground nuke near the Canadian
border.
- Nobody knows what Bill Clinton wants to
do after his second term is over, but I have a feeling Ambassador
to Sweden might be in the picture.
- The triple crown racing season is going
on at the same time as the NBA Playoffs. One difference between
the two is thoroughbreds are expected to act like three year
olds.
Will Durst is also expected to
act like a three year old.
051998:0533PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE BAY
TO BREAKERS DREW 70,000 FLIPPO UNITS TO RUNNING'S EQUIVALENT OF
MARDI GRAS. THE SEVEN MILE RACE IS SO CROWDED IT ALMOST QUALIFIES
AS A LONG WALK.
You know what crunches my granola? Well,
I mean besides that spooky dancing baby on Ally McBeal? This full
employment economy of ours. Don't get me wrong, It's not that
I don't think people deserve to make a living. Yes indeed, everybody
deserves a job. Just not always the ones they have. Different
jobs, maybe. Jobs that don't include a lot of figurin'. Because
unemployment is at an all time low, some folks have landed themselves
occupations in which it is safe to say they are less qualified
than goldfish running snowblowers. Or a weasel driving a bus and
no I'm not just talking about Kenneth Starr. I'm talking about
people who are confused by their shoes who have keys. Managers
to whom the term clueless is an aspiration. People who think a
nametag gives them the cloak of logic armor. Clerks trying to
push buttons on cash registers with fingernails the size of small
boogie boards. Government employees who can't speak English. And
I'm not talking about government employees in France, either.
No, what I mean to say is government employees in our very own
country who can't speak English. And the ones who ostensibly can
speak English refuse to communicate in it. The only way to get
something done, is to resort to the weird grunts, snorts and whistles
they seem to understand. Of course with what I'm usually trying
to tell them, perhaps it's better they don't understand me.
Will Durst would probably get
more satisfaction talking to the French.
|
Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 04:40:00 -0400
a week's worth you can't refuse
050698:0116PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE ONLY
TIME YOU CAN'T GET IN TOUCH WITH YOUR INNER CHILD IS WHEN YOU'RE
FORCED TO TAKE HIM IN FOR A FLEA DIP.
Justice. We all know about justice. It will
prevail. It's blind and its wheels turn slowly. There are many
different kinds of justice; frontier, instant, karma. There's
even David Justice who got divorced from Halle Berry, which doesn't
sound very just to me. But what we say about justice and what
we do about it are two different things.
WHAT THEY SAY: you have the right to remain
silent.
WHAT THEY MEAN: although you might find yourself saying "ow"
on occasion.
WHAT THEY SAY: in America, you are innocent
until proven guilty.
WHAT THEY MEAN: in America, you are innocent until proven broke.
WHAT THEY SAY: all men are created equal.
WHAT THEY MEAN: then, most of them end up with public defenders.
WHAT THEY SAY: the law has always been
color blind.
WHAT THEY MEAN: unless that color is green.
WHAT THEY SAY: you have the right to a
speedy trial.
WHAT THEY MEAN: before we hang you.
WHAT THEY SAY: justice delayed is justice
denied.
WHAT THEY MEAN: take a number.
WHAT THEY SAY: all men are created equal.
WHAT THEY MEAN: with Viagra they are.
WHAT THEY SAY: you have a choice.
WHAT THEY MEAN: your wallet or your life.
WHAT THEY SAY: anything you say will be
used against you.
WHAT THEY MEAN: you might not want to say "steel toed boots".
Will Durst doesn't know what the
term justice of the peace means.
050798:0101PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE EVICTION
RATE HAS SOARED BY 40% DUE TO OUR REAL ESTATE MARKET WHERE A 2
BEDROOM APARTMENT IS GOING FOR $1500. THE BEST PART IS THEY GET
TO TRY AND FIND A NEW PLACE TO LIVE HERE.
German industrial giant Daimler-Benz A.G.,
the maker of Mercedes-Benz automobiles announced it's going to
acquire the Chrysler Corporation in a $38 billion merger deal
with global implications. You know what's going to happen now;
nobody will be anybody unless they have their own huge American
conglomerate to muck around with. It's like the Japanese penchant
for everything American. You know like how they pay thousands
of dollars for old Converse tennis shoes. Which could go a long
way to explain their recent financial crisis. Hey guys, those
things are only thirty bucks new, you know. We could clean up
here. All we have to do is hire real good public relations firms
to plug outdated or worthless industries and suck foreign conglomerates
into buying them taking them off our hands. Giorgio Armani is
free to merge with Oshkosh B'Gosh to produce high fashion slouch
overhauls. The state of California can sell Chico State to the
French as Sorbonne West. Hopefully we can somehow convince the
BBC to buy the WB and have Buffy the Vampire Killer become a member
of Parliament. That way she could fight the heinous demon monster
that is Tony Blair. And then move over here to take care of the
source of all evil himself, Bill Clinton.
Will Durst is readying for a hostile
take over by Rowan Atkinson.
051198:0305PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE MAYOR'S
GREAT SWEEP TWO FEATURED ORDINARY CITIZENS CLEANING UP THE CITY
YESTERDAY. OF COURSE IN CERTAIN AREA'S IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN CALLED,
THE GREAT SHOVEL TWO.
You know, the next time I think I've heard
it all, I'm going to have to remember to beat my head against
a wall until one or the other starts denting. All right, so here's
the new deal that is going to make you break out in hives the
size of ocean liners. First the airlines take my cigarettes away
and now they want my peanuts as well. Some people have been calling
the airlines demanding the elimination of peanuts because of their
allergies. Now the airline companies, which are so sensitive to
the threat of lawsuits they can smell a lawyer's fingerprints
on a press release, have said they can't guarantee peanut-free
flights. They counsel people to take early flights when nobody
serves anything, or switch to another carrier like American which
is pretzel territory. Yeah, I got some counsel for these folks
as well. Walk. Or take a bus. Drive. Did you ever hear of AMTRAK?
You know somebody's going to allergic to the foam in the seats
and we'll be forced to sit on wooden pews. Or how bout all those
of us whose religion objects to rivets and have an intense fear
of metal alloys. Don't we have a right to representation? Hey
man, don't ignore my needs.
Will Durst wants the airlines
to ban assholes. He's allergic to them.
051298:0231PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE NINE OF
OUR CITY'S FINEST ARE SPENDING THE WEEK IN AMSTERDAM ON OFFICIAL
ASSIGNMENT TO CHECK OUT THE CITY'S LEGALIZED BROTHELS AND DRUG
BARS. GUESS THE SFPD MOTTO IS: KNOW YOUR ENEMY.
The impossible has happened. The unthinkable
has been thunk. Members of Jacques Cousteau's underwater film
team claim the renowned French oceanographer faked scenes in his
documentaries. Pshaw. Poppycock. Bushwa. In one case, footage
of an octopus scrambling out of a tank and hopping overboard was
supposedly obtained by pouring bleach in the tank. Yeah, so? I'd
hop out overboard if bleach were poured in my tank too. What's
your point? How would you go about motivating an octopus? Vague
murmurs of warm currents? Eau de flounder? Saucy sketches of plankton?
Then some guy says Cousteau told him he had to spend three hours
in a decompression chamber because Cousteau was afraid he had
the bends. If I were this guy, I'd spend less time whining about
his lost three hours in a cozy capsule and more time thanking
my lucky stars that the captain was looking out for my welfare.
Real nice guys, destroying a dead guy's reputation. I suppose
the next expose we'll be privy to is Mother Teresa didn't really
care for lepers, they were just folks with bad head colds. Then
we'll find out Marlin Perkins didn't even like Jim. And the Skipper
abused Gilligan every night in the hut.
Will Durst thinks this myth bashing
business is getting old. WORKING IN SEATTLE AT THE COMEDY
UNDERGROUND THURSDAY THROUGH SUNDAY. TAPE SEINFELD.
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Date: Tue, 5 May 1998 04:13:18 -0400
a prodigal week's worth
042298:0109EDT
WASHINGTON, D.C., WHERE THEY ARE CELEBRATING
EARTH DAY BY NOT PASSING ANY MORE BILLS WHICH WOULD RESULT IN
THE PAVING OVER OF ANOTHER PROTECTED WETLANDS AREA. SMALL VICTORIES
ARE BETTER THAN NONE.
PBS is getting a measure of heat lately
for marketing The Teletubbies to fill that all important 1 to
2 year old niche in the toy market. What's the big problem? America
today is not about making things, it's about buying them. And
what better time to start nurturing a consumer mentality in children
than when they have yet begun to speak. Like they say, you can't
teach an old dog new tricks. Pre toddlers don't have to unlearn
any bad foreign buying habits. Old enough to breathe, old enough
to brand. They're going to watch TV anyhow; would you rather they
learn their peer group behavior from "All My Children"?
As a matter of fact, why stop at age 1? Coming soon from a savvy
marketer near you: Crib TV. Lot's of brightly colored lights in
the form of a Swoosh and subliminal commercial voices extolling
the benefits of Gerbers Baby Food over those other "yucky"
brands. And all right, I know this is stretching a little but
how about some fiber optic messages right through the fallopian
tube. Just flashes of lights, maybe in morse code. Internal womb
tattoos might be too painful to be worth their while, but think
of the rights fees. I'm working on it.
Will Durst thinks In Utero TV is a slam dunk.
050498:0838MDT
WHITEFISH, MONTANA, WHERE THE OLD TIMERS
ARE FOND OF TELLING US TOURISTS THAT THE RIVER FREEZES FROM THE
BOTTOM UP, WHICH SUPPOSEDLY MAKES ICE FISHING REAL EASY.
This whole Viagra thing is getting out of
hand. So to speak. The San Francisco Chronicle featured the headline...
"Viagra: Big And Getting Bigger." And Newsweek followed
with "Rising To The Occasion." Can't wait for George
Magazine to follow up with; "I Got Your Executive Privilege
Right Here." Hey guys, it's not a miracle drug. Pfizer's
new pill just sends a bunch of extra blood down to the pelvis
area for about an hour. At ten bucks a throw, time is going to
be at a premium here. Modern foreplay is going to end up shorter
than Mike Tyson's remorse. Think David Caruso's film career and
divide by two. Of course, there are rumors that unforeseen side
effects may exhibit themselves at some latter date. You know what,
speaking as a forty six year old male, I don't think anybody who
has to resort to this thing cares if the side effects include
a third arm sprouting out of their forehead. I imagine the partners
involved wouldn't mind either. Of course being a guy, and having
a tiny insight into our complex and intricate thinking, I'm pretty
sure we would only consider it being a Godsend for allowing us
to make love while at the same time hanging onto a beer.
Will Durst is really looking forward
to a couple of third arms sprouting from his forehead.
050598:0026MDT
KALISPELL, MONTANA, WHERE THE FOREST SERVICE
IS BURNING OFF ITS SPRING DEADFALL CREATING A THICK HAZE ALL OVER
THE FLATHEAD VALLEY. AAAH, IT'S JUST LIKE BEING IN LOS ANGELES.
EVEN HAD A RUSH HOUR THERE FOR A MINUTE.
I bet a lot of you shake yourselves awake
at night thinking I got myself a cruise gig here. And you'd be
right. There are worse ways to make a living than by attempting
to make people laugh out loud on purpose against their will. And
I must admit these days, I rarely break a sweat. Merely transcribing
the latest follies of our so called representatives is enough
to put a smirk on most of the stone statues in the Rotunda. It's
a lot like spearfishing in a Motel 6 sink. Penalty kicking behind
the goalie. Getting greased in New Orleans. But I'm working stone
cracking hard time compared to the lucky folks who earn their
livelihood reviewing movies. Look in any paper, and you'll see
nice things said about movies that you'd rather poke your eyes
out with jagged pieces of rusty aluminum than watch. Believe it
or not, someone even said nice things about Speed 2. Not only
do you get to see movies for free but you also gain that sixth
sense only viable in Hollywood that enables you to hear a free
oyster fall in the snow. Hey, Siskel and Ebert do it, how hard
can it be?
Will Durst would even pay for
his own popcorn.
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Date: Tue, 21 Apr 1998 01:25:33 -0400
YOUR week's worth
041598:0146PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE PEOPLE
ARE POLISHING LOTTA'S FOUNTAIN IN PREPARATION OF SATURDAY'S COMMEMORATION
OF THE 1906 EARTHQUAKE. BOY WE LOVE OUR HISTORY HERE, EVEN WHEN
IT'S OF DISASTERS.
Go ahead, have a drink. Today is the darkest
day in America. A stain on the calendar. April 15th. The day we
part with our hard earned money and give it to the government.
I'm talking about perfectly good money that could be used to buy
beer. And what nice little sheep we are to just give it al away.
"Here Mr. Pentagon: take three months of my take home pay
and buy yourself a hammer". You pay taxes and I pay taxes.
The difference is you don't pay enough and I pay way too much.
And I'm sure you feel the same.Even the President pays taxes.
For 1997, the Clintons had a gross adjusted income of $569,511
and paid $91,964 in federal taxes and $19,745 in state and local
taxes, about half of what they paid last year, mostly because
Hillary's book "It Takes A Village" tanked from the
best seller lists like a boxer wearing trunks made out of Quaalude
patches. They're getting a refund of $3,040 from the IRS and gave
away $270,725 to charities but refused to say who got the contributions.
I don't know about you but I have a feeling the National Rifle
Association saw about as much of that money as you and I did.
Wonder if copies of "Leaves in the Grass" were tax-deductible?
Will Durst says "Baaaa".
041698:0316PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NEWS
ABOUT THE GRATEFUL DEAD THEME PARK SEEMS TO HAVE DIED DOWN A BIT.
ONE OF THOSE IDEAS SOUNDS GREAT AT 3 IN THE MORNING. THEN THE
NEXT MORNING, YOU LOOK AT THE NAPKIN YOU WROTE IT ON AND GO...
"I WILL NEVER FILL MY BONG WITH NYQUIL AGAIN."
I'm sure like me, you were saddened to hear
about Tammy Wynette. Of course we all know what caused her untimely
death. El Nino. El Nino has been blamed for everything from the
poor box-office of "Primary Colors" to the substandard
quality of strip bars around the New Orleans airport. The only
good news is El Nino is about to check out with a gasping whimper,
but lurking in the shadow of her brother's demise is the second
act; La Nina. La Nina is reported to be the opposite of El Nino;
a huge body of Pacific cold water which will bring deluges to
the areas previously affected by drought and verse visa. This
doesn't even begin to cover the other members of the Nino family
out there waiting to wreak havoc on us unsuspecting mainlanders
including a lurking bowl full of El Pintoes about to attack rice
fields somewhere near the Santa Maria beach.
El Tio, their uncle who will bring waves
of indecision and noxious gases to coastal areas surrounded by
mountains.
La Tia, their aunt who is the bearer of
much wind.
El Abuelo, grandpa without any sense of
direction will bounce aimlessly from continent to continent bringing
incontinency to all.
Tati Danielle, a mad maelstrom that shows
up uninvited and stays until you buy her a airline ticket to your
brother's house in Atlanta.
Will Durst has already done the
Tati Danielle dance.
041798:0114PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE CALTRANS
AND THE BAY BRIDGE COALITION HAVE FOUR DIFFERENT PLANS TO BUILD
A NEW EAST SPAN CAPABLE OF WITHSTANDING AN 8.0 EARTHQUAKE ON THE
SAN ANDREAS FAULT AND A 7.5 O THE HAYWARD FAULT, NOT TO MENTION
A 10 PLUS ON THE IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
A study commissioned by the National Cable
Television Association found that violence on TV was so bad, they
had to avert their eyes when they sent out the results. Their
conclusion? Don't watch TV, but if you have to, don't watch cable
TV, except Xena. And if you have to watch cable besides Xena,
whatever you do, please, please, don't get HBO. Of course a lot
of times, even people who get HBO, don't get it, especially Dennis
Miller. But the ones who do, see a lot of violence. Think of Saturday
afternoon at a K-Mart check out line during shift change, only
worse. The NCTA study found 92% of pay cable networks contained
violent content, and that probably doesn't include any of the
fights that Don King promoted. The study also concluded that age
based TV ratings don't provide adequate information about the
violence, and in the case of Jerry Springer it doesn't even come
close to explaining the psychic damage of seeing relatives talk
about your bowel movements in front of a studio audience carrying
notes from their therapists. Let's be honest here, TV doesn't
make kids violent, it just teaches them better techniques. It's
a learning tool.
Will Durst still doesn't understand
this whole sideways shooting thing.
042098:0109PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE BEACH
ON THE OCEAN SIDE OF THE CITY IS CALLED "OCEAN BEACH. SIMPLE.
TIMELESS. CLASSIC.
"We here at YourBank know you must
be a little worried about all these big mergers going on. And
well you should be. So let us put your mind at rest by insisting
these changes are not for us, they're designed with you, our valued
customers in mind. Just trying to streamline operations to make
it easier for you, our most precious collateral. We know you don't
need a lot of perplexing 'choices' to slow down your day, so here
at YourBank, we're doing our best to make sure that when the smoke
clears, we'll remain standing as your one and only choice when
seeking financial security. We'd also like to take this time to
introduce the new 'One-Rate' ATM fees from YourBank. Aren't you
tired of all those confusing charges for automated banking? Who
wouldn't be? One institution tacks on an outrageous fee for each
on line service dial up, while another establishment nails you
for even more, just for using their ATM. Well, at YourBank, we've
taken the guesswork out of banking. Each transaction is the same
special low user friendly price of... five dollars. That way you'll
know you're getting the same beneficial easy to remember rate
each and every time you do business with us. No hassles. No confusion.
Just the same convenient price. Any time. Anywhere. For Anything.
You'll never have to wonder if you're being ripped off again.
Remember, at YourBank, we're working harder, to make your money...
our money."
Will Durst thinks they've succeeded.
THIS IS THE LAST WEEK'S WORTH
UNTIL MAY FOURTH WHICH WILL BE A SHORT ONE TOO, SINCE I'M GOING
TO JAZZ FEST FOR MY SPRING LUBE JOB.
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Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 03:37:12 -0400
a skunky week's worth
040998:0021PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A REPORT
CARD BY RIDERS, GAVE OUR BUS SYSTEM A "C". OBVIOUSLY
ANOTHER CASE OF AN EASY GRADE JUST TO PASS A STUDENT NOBODY EXPECTS
TO SEE AGAIN.
Car alarm magnate turned California Republican
US Senate Candidate Darrell Issa, in either a fit of passionate
outrage or in the midst of a brain blunder bubble the size of
the Hindenberg called President Bill Clinton a "slut".
Wow, I guess we've skipped the two week serious discussion of
issues and jumped right into the catapult guano flinging stage
of the election. Actually, it was his wife who called Clinton
a "slut", but Issa, obviously sucking up to that huge
henpecked voting segment said he could not disagree with her.
Issa gives flippo units a bad name. This guy is a loose cannon
on a 24 degree tilting deck in high winds. To say Mr. Viper car
alarm is not ready for prime time is like saying you won't see
many mopeds at the Indianapolis 500. He also apologized for saying
Clinton's criticism of 80's greed was class warfare, which is
wrong, "whether it's Hitler and the Jews or Clinton and the
millionaires club", but still stands by his statement that
America is a place where "you have a right and almost an
obligation" to own a gun. Good timing, Dare. I imagine the
Democratic incumbent, Barbara Boxer, is salivating like a wino
at a distillery spill. She won the seat six years ago facing extremist
Bruce Hershenson, who advocated the death penalty for people who
dyed their hair colors not found in nature. Issa makes Hershonson
seem like Ron Dellums' chief of staff. But for us comedians, he's
a godsend.
Will Durst thinks if there weren't
a Darrell Issa, we would invent him.
041098:0009CDT
MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN, WHERE THE TERM "BEER
FRAME" HAS TO DO WITH BOTH BOWLING AND MOUNTED PRESENTATIONS
OVER THE COUCH HIGHLIGHTED WITH A MINI SPOT.
Now let me get this straight. US Representative
Jay C. Kim, a Southern Californian Republican, is running for
re-election while wearing a court ordered ankle bracelet and under
house arrest in Washington D.C. after pleading guilty to 10 misdemeanor
counts of accepting $250,000 in illegal campaign contributions.
And yet this guy is still determined to represent his district.
I can only say: Hooray! This is exactly the kind of warrior we
need more of in Congress. Someone who will fight for what he believes.
Not another of these liberal wimps who fold up and blow away after
a few convictions. A real role model for kids. It's about time
we teach our children that no matter what they got on you; never
give up. When the going gets tough, the tough decline all media
requests. This brave American hero may be hobbled by some liberal
judge's ankle bracelet, but he's still nimble enough to fight
for the most basics tenets of our great country: putting himself
in a position to solicit more illegal contributions to pay off
his fine. We can only hope the good people of Orange, San Bernadino,
and Los Angeles Counties in the 41st District of California realize
what a good thing they have going and re-elect Jay Kim back where
he belongs: in the US House of Representatives.
Will Durst is afraid this guy
might be overqualified.
041498:0337PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WASHINGTON
SQUARE IS NOWHERE NEAR WASHINGTON STREET. UNION SQUARE IS NOT
EVEN CLOSE TO UNION STREET AND THERE'S NO BEACH IN NORTH BEACH.
NO WONDER THIS TOWN IS SO SCREWED UP.
Wait, wait, you guys. Don't run away thinking
that old Bighead is stuck on another of his serious rant ruts
here and wander off to some random search engine looking for one
of the thousands of Jerry Falwell in a wet t-shirt websites. This
is so good, it should be required reading for every psychoanalyst
who doesn't believe in self delusion. Despite studies that show
more younger kids are trying marijuana than ever before, Baby
Boomer parents apparently don't think their kids are involved.
I love this. They underestimated the availability of pot and whether
their children's friends were smoking it. Probably think because
they lost all their connections, they don't exist anymore. Isn't
that exactly what you would expect of us self absorbed narcissistic
flower parents. "I know you are, but what am I?" Probably
pretend not to know why the toilet paper tube and tinfoil are
missing all the time either. Come home and find a ball of toilet
paper on the top of the tank. "The hell is this?" "Oh
yeah, I forgot, the tube broke. Shattered into a million pieces.
It was eerie. By the way Ma, we're out of Pop Tarts." Talking
about my ge- ge- generation.
Will Durst hopes he dies before
he gets old. But real old.
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Date: Tue, 7 Apr 1998 03:07:54 -0400
a week's worth with mustard and relish
040198:0401EST
WASHINGTON D.C., WHERE THE CHERRY BLOSSOMS
HAVE SPROUTED EARLY AND ARE DROPPING TINY LITTLE SUBPOENAS WHEN
EACH AND EVERY PETAL HITS THE GROUND. THE RARE AND UNIQUE STARR
CHERRIES.
It's a day of monumental upheaval here in
the nation's capital where the spirit of red white and blue bipartisanship
is shaking the town like a hula dancer with a hotfoot. In news
a little less stunning than Bill Gates' announcement he plans
on bequeathing all his Microsoft stock to the Vietnamese Womens
Association, Newt Gingrich singlehandedly pushed through an iron
clad Campaign Finance Reform Bill that will forbid any contribution
over ten bucks. He also donated profits from his book to the National
Endowment for the Arts. Over at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Bill
finally admitted that he suffers from sexual compulsion and has
signed up for Sexaholics Anonymous although it is rumored he only
did it so he can cop the mailing list. And Hillary, after finally
admitting exactly what everybody had always suspected: she carries
around a portable shredder with her at all times; joined Shredders
Anonymous. Where no mailing lists are allowed. In other turnarounds
of gargantuan proportions, Jesse Helms appointed Chastity Bono
to be his chief of staff, and Strom Thurmond filed a writ in Congress
to get rid of all tobacco subsidies and replace them with sunflowers
as the crop of choice. And George Stephonopolous has finally admitted
he's a runaway Smurf and applied for a job on Sesame Street. A
grand dream like day in Washington, and I hope more are on the
way.
Will Durst is a fool.
040298:0310PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A REPORT
LEAKED BY A CITY HALL INSIDER SAYS EVERYTHING IS SO SCREWED UP,
WE'RE ON THE VERGE OF A TOTAL BREAKDOWN IN CITY SERVICES. IN OTHER
WORDS, EVERYTHING'S NORMAL.
So the deal is, Judge Wright in Little Rock
threw out Paula Jones' sexual harassment case against Bill Clinton,
citing a lack of evidence in her argument establishing quid pro
quo damage to her career. Truth be known, it probably helped certain
aspects of her career, although the judge stopped short of recommending
photographic agents in Los Angeles with extensive air brush experience.
While this news had to be encouraging to the President, I'm sure
it pissed Paula off. I mean now it turns out she had that whole
make- over for nothing. And what a make- over. Girl, please. Who
gets a make- over and doesn't bother to get their nose fixed.
That's like refurbishing a house and forgetting to put in a front
door. She looks like a man in drag. If she wanted help, all she
needed was a weekend trolling bars here in San Francisco. One
stroll down Folsom Street would have softened her look a little
more. I'm sure Paula will do the normal thing and write a book
about her travails, do the talk show circuit and make hundreds
of millions of dollars worth of money. She might even eventually
make enough money to run for Governor of California.
Will Durst can't wait for her
to hit the stand up circuit.
040398:0321PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE MAYOR WILLIE
BROWN WAS NOT ABLE TO FILL THE LESBIAN LATINA SLOT ON THE BOARD
OF SUPERVISORS, AND HAD TO SETTLE FOR A GAY WHITE GUY. GUESS WE
NEED MORE STOCK FOR THE MELTING POT.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- Scientists have found evidence of ice
on the moon. Great, the moon is more civilized than most of the
comedy club hotels I get put up in.
- A woman will captain a space shuttle for
the first time. The crew is probably relieved to have someone
in charge who won't be afraid to ask for directions.
- The week's movie box office returns show
"Grease" right on the tail of "Titanic".
In it, John Travolta plays a cocky stud with the hots for a young
high school queen. Surprisingly he plays the same role in the
week's third highest grossing film, "Primary Colors".
- Joe Kennedy is quitting politics to serve
the community by spending time working in the fields of anger
counseling and substance abuse. In other words he plans to devote
more time to his family.
- A Report shows sexul harrassment in the
workplace is growing. Consultants advise men accused of such
improprieties take a six nation tour of Africa.
- Biggest problem the Clintons had in Africa
was the language barrier. Seems Hillary wasn't speaking to Bill.
- I think by now Bill has learned that harass
is not two words.
- A course of action which might be considered
for Saddam Hussein is having Vernon Jordan set up a job interview
with Revlon.
Will Durst would like a job interview
with Revlon, but he's not sure he wants to go through the oral
exam.
040698:0140PDT
MONTEREY, CALIFORNIA, WHERE PEOPLE ARE DROPPING
OFF BABY SEAL PUPS, THINKING THEY'VE BEEN ORPHANED WHEN THEIR
PARENTS ARE JUST OFF CATCHING FOOD. THE BIRTHPLACE OF JOHN STEINBECK
AND MARINE MAMMAL SHANGHAIING.
Daylight savings time kicked in this weekend,
which means a surfeit of excuses for showing up late for a while,
although it must be said your chance of getting away with it does
diminish exponentially as you progress deeper into the week. Pretty
sad when people still claim on Friday they forgot about the time
change. Even sadder still when you believe them. Saddest of all
when they're neither postal workers nor politicians, but air traffic
controllers and Federal Reserve Board Directors. The controversy
about whether the government should be messing with our time is
as sticky as a cinnamon roll on a vinyl car seat in August. Maybe
we should count ourselves lucky we're just rewinding an hour,
especially when you have people like Newt Gingrich who wants to
turn the clocks back approximately three hundred years. It's not
the lateness; its the puritanicalism. There's even a faction that
wants to make daylight savings time permanent. Yeah sure, why
not. How bout add mther six or seven random time zones? Hell,
let's make noon six am. Make the streets safe for us drunks to
stumble home after bartime in at least some semblance of daylight.
Or why not just cut to the chase and call October- April the Later.
Will Durst will miss the cries
of the children of the night.
040798:0020PDT
SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE TERMS
"AN EARLY NIGHT" AND "A QUIET DOWNTOWN" ARE
REDUNDANT, AND A "A REALLY GOOD SACRAMENTO RESTAURANT"
IS AN OXYMORON.
The Clinton administration announced it
will permanently ban imports of 58 types of military style assault
weapons. The ones that snuck through a loophole in the last permanent
banning. The National Rifle Association claims these guns are
legitimate hunting rifles. OK. I can buy that argument. I mean,
you can also use a chain saw to cut butter. Just going to get
a little messy around muffin time is all I'm saying. "Honey,
clear the kids". If you think about it, a hand grenade will
signal the end of recess. Might be convenient to cut through the
boombox clutter. You could even affix a stamp to an envelope with
a 20 pound sledgehammer. Probably affix the envelope to the desk
as well. But hunting? Can you imagine putting a full clip into
a deer at 30 yards? You'd end up with venison jerky. In noun and
verb forms. I know, I know, I know. The Second Amendment guarantees
a well regulated militia the right to bear arms, but I'm thinking
the Founding Fathers had to be thinking of one shot muskets, not
magazined shotguns marketed in comic books as "Streetsweepers".
Just regulate the ammo. As even the NRA would tell you: guns don't
kill people, its those darn bullets that make the holes that the
blood leaks out of way too quick that's to blame.
Will Durst thinks the NRA has
gone the way of the Wooly Mammoth.
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Date: Tue, 31 Mar 1998 04:02:14 -0500
a horsehide week's worth
032698:0006PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE ARE
JUST NOW BEGINNING TO DIG OUT FROM THE PITIFUL RUBBLE OF ST. PATRICK'S
DAY.
According to who you believe, Boris Yeltsin
either squelched his competition or had a brain fart the size
of Siberia this week when he fired his entire Cabinet. Supposedly
he only wanted to get rid of Viktor Chernomyrdin, his Deputy Prime
Minister, who had gotten a bit uppity after filling in for Boris
during part fourteen of his winter tour of Soviet rehab centers.
The lesson we learn is never become more competent than your boss.
Especially when he doesn't have a boss you can suck up to. The
Petersburg Principle. So Yeltsin canned everybody while letting
most of his ministers know they're coming back anyway. Kind of
like when you kick everybody out of a party but not so secretly
let most of them back in through the side door just so long as
that weird guy with the "I'm With Stupid" sweatshirt
with the arrow pointing up, splits. Chernomyrdin's replacement
pick is Sergie Kirienko who beat out a bus boy at the Moscow Inter-Continental
Hotel for the gig. International response has been quite tame
since Boris has a tendency to make abrupt policy shifts with the
stability of a piece of straw in a tornado. Pro Yeltsin Russian
leaders explain the chief is mercurial, which is a lot like calling
carrying nitroglycerin; tense. And when you think about it, Boris'
system is a lot more civilized than the traditional Russian procedure.
They don't call it Russian roulette for nothing you know.
Will Durst puts five dollars on
red.
032798:0224PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE SAN
FRANCISCO OPERA IS HYPING IT'S NEW SEASON WITH POSTERS OF HALF
NAKED WOMEN. COOL. CAN'T WAIT FOR THE BALLET'S WET T-SHIRT CONTEST.
"And now in light of the Jonesboro
tragedy, let's get the response from the NRA spokesman, Rock Hardney".
"Thank you Ted. And of course all of
us in America agree, an anguish it truly is. Although I must say,
the biggest tragedy to me was only the eleven year old had enough
target practice to be trusted as a sniper. But good Goddam, that
kid had a good eye. We're talking six head shots, four kills and
10 others down out of 27 shots at over 100 yards away. Not bad
for a fifth grader. I tell you what, I could have used that boy
in last year's Junior Shoot Off. And I think you effete Liberal
press should be ashamed for politicizing calamities like this,
blaming guns as the bad guy again. What were these kids doing
with deer rifles anyway? Children that size should have been wielding
smaller caliber firearms. You and your pansy hair helmeted friends
don't want to admit it, but the fact is Ted, if the rest of the
schoolkids had been armed they would have been able to defend
themselves and return fire. At least the teachers should have
been packing. So as a patriotic gesture we at the NRA announce
the forming of a fund that will provide every teacher in the country
with a .457 magnum equipped with hollow points. It's the least
we could do to put this national nightmare behind us".
Will Durst wishes the NRA could
actually discover it could do less.
033198:0006PST
PALM SPRINGS, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CONGRESSIONAL
RACE TO FILL SONNY BONO'S SEAT IS BETWEEN HIS WIDOW, MARY, AND
RALPH WAITE. ONLY IN SO. CALIFORNIA, WOULD YOU FIND A RACE PITTING
PAPA WALTON VS. CHER TWO.
Aah, the crack of the bat. The strangled
unintelligible cry of crazed vendors. That weird pungent smell
emanating from the men's room. It can only mean one thing. Baseball's
back. Holy Cow! Today in Cincinnati, the Reds open the season
with a game against the San Diego Padres. And after trading their
expected opening day pitcher Dave Burba to Cleveland for a prospect,
they got less of a chance than a blood heavy mosquito in a bug
zapper test factory. In Montreal, Felipe Alou will make a silk
purse out of a sow's ear again. In the NL West, last year's San
Francisco Giants MVP, Dodger manager Bill Russell will do the
reverse. The saddest tale of all is the World Champion Florida
Marlins, (man that sounds weird), whose owner sold the team off
in a close out sale the "Everything For A Buck" store
would envy. Ticket sales show the city of Milwaukee is happier
than Homer Simpson in a brewery after hours to be back in the
National League, although I wouldn't want to live off the batting
average of the Brewer's pitchers. But nothing's better than the
beginning of a new baseball season when everyone has the same
chance to win it all. There's always next year. And for twenty
seven teams; this is next year. Except for the Cubs and the Reds
and the Marlins who are mathematically eliminated from playoff
contention as of now.
In the NL. Giants. Brewers. Mets. Rockies.
In the AL. White Sox. Orioles. Athletics.
Yankees.
Giants over the Orioles in five.
Will Durst thinks the cow was
never holier than it is without Harry Carey.
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Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 02:34:14 -0500
the golden dude week's worth
031898:0228PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WORK ON
THE NEW BALLPARK IS UNEARTHING A LOT OF NINETEENTH CENTURY ARTIFACTS.
WONDER WHAT THE CHANCES REMAINS OF STROM THURMOND'S FIRST WEST
COAST TOUR WILL SURFACE?
Due to the fact that thousands of girls
barely bigger than the family sized tub of popcorn have seen it
so many times; memorizing which way the individual drops of water
move, the movie "Titanic" has become the largest grossing
picture in history. Now you can say many things about Hollywood
executives but you can't call them stupid. Slimier than a buttered
eel in a mayonnaise jar, sure. With morals as empty as a South
Texas Motel 6 nowhere near a freeway exit ramp in August. Okay.
But not stupid. So there has to be a lot of love stories set around
historic romantic disasters on the boards and I'm here to help
out.
- Sleepless In Jonestown.
- Hose Me Down, I'm In Love: the Last Days
of Vesuvius.
- Love In a Crush: The Triangle Shirtwaist
Factory Fire Story.
- Great Balls of Fire: The 1906 San Francisco
Earthquake.
- A Descent to Remember: TWA 700.
- I'll Keep An Eye Out For You: Diary of
Three Mile Island.
- Five O'clock Shadows: Nixon's Last Weeks.
- When Adolph Met Benito.
- Hiroshima Serenade.
- Going Down Down Down Down. I'm Going Down
Down Down: A Passionate Tale From The Bridge of the Hindenberg.
- Beaches 2: The Bay Of Pigs.
- Choke The Weez: A Love Story From The
Set Of The Paulie Shore Show.
Will Durst loves chick movies.
031998:0100PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE WORLD
IS MADE UP OF TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE. THOSE THAT SPLIT THE WORLD
UP INTO TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE AND THOSE THAT DON'T. I'M THE LATTER.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- A recent study says that during the aging
process the male brain shrinks faster than the female brain.
The good news is scientists actually found a male brain.
- Iran is going to raise the 2.5 million
dollar bounty on Salman Rushdie. Hey, aren't they violating some
sort of Muslim assassination salary cap?
- I keep wondering when Al Gore gets too
close to water, do they hose him down with Thompson's Water Sealer?
- Bill Clinton has re- iterated his resolve
to thwart the evil goals of the madman currently terrorizing
America... Kenneth Starr.
- ABC is worried that Ellen DeGeneres doesn't
reflect the proper family values spirit. Yeah, like that guy
over there on Monday Night Football, Frank Gifford.
- Television watchdog groups keep talking
about a curb on sex. I'm guessing the network news organizations
are going to be upset. Although the White House will be happy.
- The State of Alabama is charging Barnes
& Noble with selling pornography. I would have to guess that
means portrayals of sex with people who aren't related.
- The good news is, Congress is working
on a plan to save Social Security. The bad news is, it involves
raising retirement to age 90.
Will Durst thinks there should
be a five day waiting period before buying skis.
032398:0131MST
PHOENIX, ARIZONA, WHERE THE SMELL OF ORANGE
BLOSSOMS REMINDS YOU OF WHY YOUR PARENTS MOVED WEST. AND THE SMELL
OF BUS EXHAUST FROM THE GREYLINE TOURS REMINDS OF WHY YOU MOVED
BACK.
One of the reason Bill Clinton is so smooth
is he thinks like a lawyer. That's why he's able to slice the
truth so thin you can see right through it. See he can say he
didn't have a twelve year affair with Gennifer Flowers, because
it was only 11.4 years. Bill's a lawyer, Hillary's a lawyer, 13
of their 18 Cabinet appointments are lawyers. Begging the question,
how effective can a government be when it shuts down every time
an ambulance roars up Pennsylvania Avenue? Now don't get me wrong.
I'm not saying that lawyers don't have a place in society. Of
course they do. When properly prepared they can be an important
source of protein. It's just if you've seen one honest lawyer,
you've seen them both. Lawyers are to justice what Gallagher is
to fruit. I'm not making any of these cases up. In Nebraska, a
convict is suing a state prison for the emotional distress he
suffered while attempting to escape. Awww, did big bad guard scare
you with loud noise from firestick? In New Jersey, a construction
worker thought he saw 666 on his hand so he cut it off with a
circular saw. He refused P the surgeons to reattach it. Now 4
years later he's suing for $3 million because they should have
known he was crazy. They should slap this fool upside the head
with his own hand. Either that or tell him they did attach it.
What's the matter, can't he see it? In San Francisco, psychic
won a million dollar judgment against a hospital. She claims she
underwent a CAT scan and lost her psychic abilities. Hey! How
come she didn't know.
Will Durst says you can't make
stuff up like this.
032498:0202EST
NEW YORK, NEW YORK, WHERE TIMES SQUARE IS
BEING TAKEN OVER BY DISNEY AND IT'S A LITTLE FRIGHTENING, EXCEPT
FOR THE HOOKERS DRESSED UP AS SNOW WHITE. GOT TO ADMIT, THAT'S
A NICE TOUCH. THE DWARVES ARE A LITTLE EERIE THOUGH.
Aaah, yeah, sure we could talk about Yeltsin's
Monday Night Massacre where the Convalescing Commie fired his
whole Cabinet. Or some other silly thing like Bill Clinton being
conveniently a continent away in Africa flipping out while trying
to save a group of women being crushed by half a million fans.
But last night was Oscar Night, so screw the heavy stuff, it's
time to play with the toys. And what pretty toys came out last
night. Well, maybe not toys, but you have to admit there was enough
plastic showcased to bubble wrap the entire Antarctic. And more
than enough hair spray to start a small chemical fire destined
to engulf China. Gloria Stuart lost to Kim Basinger in Best Supporting
Actress category and you had to feel bad since this is probably
her last year. Stanley Donen demonstrated why his films were always
charming; because he was. For some strange reason, Madonna came
dressed as the Queen of the Planting Festival, and who knew, Jack
Nicholson was hammered. Some woman sang a song whose hair looked
exactly like mine did earlier in the day when I was not happy
about it. I can imagine her mother calling her, "you performed
in front of a billion people looking like that!" And James
Cameron is King of the World. For a day. And if that'll make everybody
shut up about that stupid boat, I'll give it to him.
Will Durst wonders why nobody
strangles Celine Dion. by the way. will is performing
at the punchline, san francisco. tuesday 24 through saturday 29.
415 3974337
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Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 02:21:55 -0500
a week's worth a little green around the
gills
0312-ST
PORTLAND, OREGON, WHERE THEY LAUGH AT THE
PREDICAMENT EXPERIENCED BY THE WEENIE SUFFERERS OF EL NINO. UP
HERE, IT RAINED EVERY DAY IN THE MONTH OF FEBRUARY: MILDEW IS
A WAY OF LIFE, AND MOLD BECOMES A FRIEND.
You know what drives me nuttier than squirrel
breath? Idiot drivers. More precisely, idiot drivers who for some
strange reason have a vendetta against me. You think I'm being
paranoid? Then maybe someone can tell me why whichever lane I
choose, some banana brain sprouts in front of me and decides this
is the perfect spot to stop and reflect on life's miserable lack
of direction causing a tie up only intensified by the time it
takes all of us passing to flip him off. The cell phone people
are another breed of wheeled marsupial lard. Most of these Type
A Cretins out on the road are armed with the attention span of
a two week old kitten in a mirrored yarn shop and should be denied
the right to have an AM radio. So now we're giving them phones?
Why not just throw a telescoping shower stall into the mix? Sure,
and then we can make a combination television/ toaster oven available,
with optional microwaves and self adjusting satellite dishes mounted
on the roof. And hey. Whatever happened to blinkers? Have they
become options, because I never see anybody using them anymore.
Directional signals. Used to signal a change in direction... hello!?!
What am I; Kreskin?
Indeed, Will Durst is not even
Kreskinish.
031398:0130PST
PORTLAND, OREGON, WHERE FUNGUS IS YOUR FRIEND.
The NCAA Basketball Tournament kicks off
this weekend, and I have a couple of quick notes here for those
of you who think the term March Madness refers to a mattress sale.
First off, the correct pronunciation is NC two A's. This proves
you are "with it... Babee". And try to ignore that high
pitched peeling metal sound, it's part of the pageant. Courtesy
of an announcer named Dick Vitale who used to coach and during
the offseason rents his services to third world countries as an
air raid siren. When you watch the game, root for the team in
the colored uniforms. They are the underdog. The higher seeds
as the honorary home team wear white even though they play on
neutral sites, probably get the better locker room. You know,
the ones with the dialable shower heads. This underdog thing should
be superseded by rooting for any team that you have the even the
most tenuous relationship with. I can't root for my alma mater,
the University of Wisconsin- Milwaukee, since they went 3 and
21 this year, and were curiously overlooked for an invitation
to the Big Dance. Marquette University is in Milwaukee, but they're
in the other weenie Tournament, the NIT, which stands for "Not
Invited To- play". I'll pick a team every game. Some colleges
I choose because I performed there (Indiana, Cincinnati, Princeton).
Some I'll pick because I like their nicknames (Richmond Spiders,
Texas Christian Horned Frogs). Living in the Bay Area, I'll root
for those teams, (San Francisco, Stanford), and being the class
cretin that I am, I'll usually root for public schools over private
schools, and against any team from Carolina or Southern California.
Finally, with no allegiances, I will root for the team with the
most white guys starting, not because I'm a racist, because I'm
white. The same reason I root for teams from Wisconsin. Not because
I'm a statist. Besides, let's face it, any team that starts white
guys is usually the underdog anyhow.
Will Durst says "Go Stanford,
and then Go Princeton".
031698:0018PST
PORTLAND, OREGON, WHERE THEY HAVE AN INFERIORITY
COMPLEX CAUSED BY THE FACT THAT THEY'RE IN OREGON AND HAVE THE
SAME TENUOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH REALITY THAT CINNAMON HAS WITH
MOTOR OIL.
Well, Kenneth Starr finally found his smoking
bimbo. Kathleen Willey has divulged all to "60 Minutes"
which is as close as you can get in America of a public confession.
She spoke of a simpler time, way back in 1993, when Bill Clinton
invited her into the Oval Office and tried to get her to touch
his, well... the leader of the leader of the Free World. Gosh,
I guess this proves that whole "Don't ask: Don't tell"
theory of his was meant as more of a personal dictum than a general
decree. Think he's going to have a wee bit of trouble writing
this one off as sloppy staff work. Unless it's his sloppy staff
we're talking about, which could turn out to be a little self
incriminating. "Mistakes were made. Breasts were groped.
Pants were dropped". And you can just imagine how thrilled
Hillary is to hear of another in a long line of big haired slaps
in the face. I have this feeling that when Buddy got neutered
she looked around for a two for one deal. "I got a coupon".
You got to admit, at least about Bill, she was half right... it
takes a village idiot.
Will Durst wonders how the President
ever got anything done what with all the fooling around he did.
031798:0235PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE EVERYBODY
IS IRISH TODAY. AAH, THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT GREEN BEER THAT JUST
QUENCHES ONE'S THIRST, DON'T YOU THINK?
Every American Working Family's Wish List:
A Living Wage.
A Live In Nanny.
A Closed Circuit Nanny Cam.
A Four Wheel Drive Corvette Station Wagon.
Flex Time (Meaning Work More Flexible To
Families Instead Of Vice Versa).
Tax Credits For Child Care.
Tax Credits For Macaroni Cheese And Tuna
Casseroles.
Tax Credits For Disney Channel.
A Year's Supply Of Paycheck Helper.
A 55 Gallon Drum Of Scotch Guard.
Steak.
A Real Vacation.
A Long Weekend.
A Three Hour Nap.
A Zero Maintenance Roof.
School Uniforms.
Permanent No Piercing Zone.
Automatic Curfew Child Retrieval System.
Discovery Of An Underground Oil Well.
A Bottomless Flask.
An Automated Diaper Changer.
An Instantaneous Child Bedstand Glass Of
Water.
An Heretofore Unknown Rich Dead Uncle.
Multiple Lottery Wins.
On Site Day Care.
On Site Day Care (Employer Paid).
On Site Day Care (Anyone Else Paid).
Day Care (Somewhere Cheap And/ Or Close).
30 Cc. Of Thorazin 3 Times A Day.
24 Hr On Call Grandma.
24 Hr On Call Therapist.
24 Hr On Call Bartender.
A Little League Coach Who Always Starts
Your Child.
Platinum Card Paid By Anonymous Third Party.
Negative Interest Mortgage.
Self Cutting Lawn.
Fully Assembled Christmas Gifts.
Nickel Beer Night.
An Honest Mechanic.
Children Bored With Television.
Will Durst is bored with television
except for Ally McBeal.
|
Date: Tue, 10 Mar 1998 04:45:59 -0500
the week's worth they didn't want you to
see
030698:0012EST
DETROIT, MICHIGAN, WHICH THEY CALL MOTOR
CITY, AND THE PLACE IS AUTO OBSESSED. SOME OF THE BIG OLD CADILLACS
CARRY A GEO METRO IN THE TRUNK, JUST IN CASE.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- If Saddam doesn't shut up pretty soon,
we should intimidate him by threatening to send over the U.S.
Olympic Hockey team to rough up some of his hotel rooms.
- See, the deal is, we will not tolerate
the actions of ruthless butchers unless they're our ruthless
butchers.
- And speaking of China. Jiang Zemin compares
the Chinese treatment of Tibet to Lincoln emancipating the slaves.
The only difference being Lincoln ended a rein of brutal repression
and the Chinese started one.
- Don King got robbed at gunpoint in Mexico.
Now he probably knows how pay per view boxing fans feel after
a first round knock out.
- Having Clinton vacation in the Virgin
Islands is like sending a starving mountain lion to the Canary
Islands.
- If a bank ever offers Political Loans:
the George Bush loan would show no interest, the Dan Quayle loan
would lack maturity and the Bill Clinton loan would lose all
its principle.
- I wonder if Bill is finding the one good
thing about having a hearing aid is you can turn it off.
- Does Congress Day mean a Congressman sticks
his head out of a pork barrel, sees his shadow, and we've got
six more weeks of getting screwed?
- You think NASA will give Senator John
Glenn Prunetang to drink?
It's been a while since Will Durst
had Prunetang.
030998:0002PST
PACIFICA, CALIFORNIA, WHERE EIGHT HOUSES
ARE RED TAGGED WHICH MEANS NOT ONLY CAN'T YOU GO INTO YOUR HOUSE,
YOU AREN'T EVEN ALLOWED TO THINK ABOUT IT.
The IRS is under Congressional mandate to
become less like the Spanish Inquisition and more... well, cuddly.
And to be honest, it's having a harder time than Dan Quayle with
his MENSA membership application. Imagine Isabella Rosellini trying
to act dowdy. Or a pound of liver trying to survive a whole week
at a Cat Show. As part of the turnaround, they've opened a hotline
where waiting for affable agents to politely answer your questions,
pleasant new wave music lulls you into a 0f security. What they
obviously need is a good tax payer friendly slogan.
- The IRS when you need a hug.
- When you need us, we'll be around.
- The IRS just a bundle of cash a day
is all we ask.
- The New Improved Fat Free Low Cholesterol
IRS.
- The Internal Revenue Service, just a smile
away.
- The IRS: we're not your father's tax collector
anymore.
- We're the IRS. Go ahead, screw with us.
We don't care anymore.
- Hey, its not like we take everything.
- We care because it's not just your money,
it's our money too.
- The IRS: we're back and we're nice now.
Really.
- Tasty, and we're good for you too.
- The Modern IRS: think of South Park all
grown up.
- The IRS: we still don't need a warrant,
but we'll get one if you ask.
- The IRS: we're the People People.
- Give us a little kiss: the IRS.
Will Durst is still afraid.
031098:0017PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHICH WAS VERY
CONFUSED BY A HUGE METEOR SHOWER YESTERDAY. AND WELL THEY SHOULD
HAVE BEEN, SINCE A LOT OF THEM SAW IT DURING THE DAY.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome
this year's recipient of Man of the Year Award presented by Cutler's
Kneepads; the President of the United States of America".
"My fellow Americans, I would like to thank you for this
honor, although I still maintain I did nothing to deserve this
other than just stand there. You might as well be giving the neck
choking award to PJ Carlisimo. Let me repeat for the benefit of
the back biting press gathered here, I never had sexual relations
with that woman. And I'm pointing at Helen Thomas, right there.
Or that woman, oops I can't say that, or that woman, no, damn.
I'm going to need a seating chart here. Just kidding. I would
be remiss if I didn't take this opportunity to also thank my wife
because she too is partly responsible for me being honored here
tonight. Mostly responsible if you want to know the truth. But
no, nobody wants to hear the real truth. Especially about a man's
needs. And his urges. And a man does have urges. So who of you
out there would like to help keep the leader of the Free World's
equilibrium under a high boil by bending to the will of my urges?
Think of it as your patriotic duty. Form a red white and blue
line to the left. One at a time, ladies".
Will Durst commiserates. LUCKY WILL IS IN PORTLAND OREGON, THIS WEEK
AT HARVEY'S COMEDY CLUB. COME ON DOWN.
|
Date: Tue, 3 Mar 1998 04:28:06 -0500
stick this week's worth in your pipe and
smoke it
022598:0134CST
AUSTIN, TEXAS, WHERE THEY HOST THE SXSW,
SOUTH BY SOUTHWEST MUSIC FESTIVAL.IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS AND ARE
PREPARING FOR THE DESCENT OF THOUSANDS OF LA.MUSIC EXECS. THEY'RE
NAILING DOWN EVERYTHING LOOSE.
Trailer courts. God hates them. I don't
know why. Tornadoes. Mudslides. Hurricanes. Earthquakes. Rain
of frogs. Really odd smells. Contagious dogs. Satellite remains
plunges. Electro magnetic force fields. Alien flight.paths. Large
groups of sweaty shirtless men with backs so matted with hair.you
think they're wearing sweaters woven on short circuiting mechanical.looms.
60 year old women in leopard print stretch pants lighting 120
mm.cigarettes off the end of their dying brethren while screaming
epithets at characters in soap operas. You name it. God hits them
with it. All over the.world. Sure sure, I know what you're saying.
"A good strong floor fan or a.well placed cat fart could
create enough wind to buckle most walls." Yeah,.but what's
with the precision targeting? My theory is, it's some sort of.cruel
sport to Him slash Her. Take yesterday. In California, huge mudslides.destroyed
seven trailers in a mobile home park. Same day in Florida, God
so.loved His slash Her trailer court He slash She took out an
entire one with.a single tornado. Which I'm sure was recorded
in the Big Book as a strike.."Hey, Allah, check it out. That's
a turkey. Beer frame, Yahweh buys." Poor.Yahweh always buys.
Must live in heaven's trailer court.
Will Durst wants a double wide
with a dish.
022798:0145CST
AUSTIN, TEXAS, WHERE LONGHORNS AREN'T JUST
THE NICKNAME OF THE UNIVERSITY.OF TEXAS, THEY'RE A WAY OF LIFE.
You know who I feel sorry for? My accountant.
It is rumored he's spending.an inordinate amount of time in his
basement whimpering and keening lately..Understandable, as tax
season descends upon us like the shadow of a cow.dropped from
a hot air balloon onto a redwood picnic table. Because right.around
the end of February is when I start my annual doomed squirrel
hunt.for receipts in the depths of pockets, crevices, various
couch cushions and.empty pizza boxes. And I'm not talking about
your run of the mill receipts.either. No sir,these are nameless
ones without the merest hint of date or place. You know, phantom
receipts. And even the fact that I can fill two.brown grocery
bags so full of these things they appear to bulge and strain with
internal papyral tumors still doesn't help me escape paying what
I.consider to be an exorbitant amount of money in taxes. As a
matter of fact,.I've narrowed down my share. You know the red
landing lights they have on.the top of aircraft wings. I figure
that's me. Every year I end up paying.approximately the amount
of money it takes to keep the red landing light on.the top of
the left wing of a B-2 Bomber, lit. I'm so proud. You should be.too.
Will Durst is convinced six packs
of Anchor Steam should be deductible in.his line of work.
030298:0147CST
AUSTIN, TEXAS, WHERE THE STATE LEGISLATURE
MEETS FOR 112 DAYS EVERY TWO.YEARS. ALTHOUGH, JIM HIGHTOWER CLAIMS
THE STATE WOULD BE MUCH BETTER OFF IF.IT WERE 2 DAYS EVERY 112
YEARS.
If you see me on the street with look of
preoccupation, please help me avoid obstructions and low hanging
hazards like dirigible ladders and smoked meat signage. Its just
that I'm in the midst of my annual tax dilemma. Fighting my accountant
with a ferocity usually only seen in rabid weasels cornered in
dark vestibules used for industrial broken glass disposal. It
seems he and I have what you call your large gap between what
I think I should be able to deduct and what he through his misspent
education manages to remember what Uncle Sam tried to induce him
to forget. I still don't know what the deal is with bridge tolls
so now I only try to deduct half of them. Of course certain expenses
are a given. Travel, lodging, meals, though our definition of
a meal often differs. He seems intransigent from his position
that a six pack of Anchor Steam does not constitute lunch, even
though I have those receipts to prove it. And if not legitimate
write off, how bout something with a little wiggle room. For instance:
rehab? Are bananas deductible only if I use them for the peels?
And how about the squadron size extra strength drum of aspirin
required to maintain a civil conversation with club owners, editors
and producers?
Looking through receipts right
now, Will Durst is sure he's found something important.
030398:0130PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE BELLA HODESSON,
AN 81 YEAR OLD SUBSTITUTE TEACHER WAS ARRESTED FOR HITTING A NINTH
GRADER. WOW I BET SHE REALLY BELTED HIM, AND SHE PROBABLY MUSSED
HIS HAIR TOO.
Providing a veritable blueprint for a very
proper demonstration, London was invaded by a quarter million
polite protesters, and it was all quite civilized darling. Only
the serving of high tea interrupted a five hour long parade in
defense of the country way of life. The petitioners waited patiently
until being called to move forward by traffic wardens. Not even
cops or bobbies. Traffic wardens for crum's sake. It was one of
those odd coalitions that only the English and Disney could imagine.
Fox hunters opposed a ban on hunting, while farmers were challenging
the government's invoking of measures against mad cow disease,
which although they are not in favor of, they would prefer a lot
of looking the other way. Only sporting, you know. Owners of country
homes aver they lean to being mildly disturbed about proposed
plans to develop protected land giving walkers the "right
to roam", that is, the right to cross private property, which
would put ordinary citizens in uncomfortably close proximity of
windows, if you know what I mean. Wink. Wink. Nudge. Nudge. Say
no more. And then there were other people just pledging undying
support for tweed. Hardly a discouraging word was heard, except
for a few damnedly forward animal rights activists who pelted
the paraders with sandwiches causing the fox hunters to remark
"they really are so aggressive. I find it dreadful".
And it was simply dreadful. Even the foxes were appalled.
Will Durst is simply appalled.
He thinks. It might just be an inner ear infection.
|
Date: Mon, 23 Feb 1998 20:50:11 -0500
not your father's week's worth
021898:0018HST
LAHAINA, MAUI, HAWAII, WHERE MY MIND INADVERTENTLY
GOES WHENEVER MY BODY IS BUSY TRYING TO IDENTIFY THE VARIOUS MOLDS
ACCUMULATING AROUND ALL THE FOLDS AND SWEATY PARTS.
Turns out the hardest part of our upcoming
war with Iraq is not the moral question or the coalition building
but the darn scheduling. The Joint Chiefs of Staff want the invasion
on a night without any moon so the outline of the Stealth aircraft
isn't visible, indicating a six day window around the 26th of
February or the 28th of March. Japan doesn't want the war to happen
during the Olympics; a position CBS agrees with, especially while
the Women's Figure Skating Finals is being televised which should
be sometime in early June. Stanford University would prefer the
war wait a couple of days until after Parents week so the President
can visit the First Daughter, suggesting a post March 1st date.
CNN wants the war to start and end during sweeps, which is either
February or May. The Administration doesn't want to bomb Iraq
too close to the annual Muslim pilgrimage to Mecca possibly running
the risk of offending potential allies. The holiday is called
haj and begins on March 30, climaxing on April 7, although pilgrims
start to travel around March 20. So taking all this into account,
I figure we can expect the war to begin at exactly 3 am, Baghdad
time on March 1st, unless of course a big Democratic fundraiser
is planned for that day. After all there are some things more
important than war.
Will Durst thinks war is way down
the list.
021998:0103CST
SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS, WHERE THE ALAMO SITS
IN THE SHADOW OF A SHOPPING MALL. APPARENTLY, 189 BRAVE TEXANS
DIED SO THAT WE WOULD BE FREE TO BUY CERAMIC PLATES WITH THEIR
HEROIC FACES ON THEM.
Knowing ol' couch potato Hussein would be
watching on CNN, the Administration held a made for TV Townhall
meeting at Ohio State University about our upcoming Persian incursion
as a way of sending a message to Baghdad. Message received. And
the jist of it is; "on this action we are of one mind".
Unfortunately the mind is that of Sybil's weird brother who regularly
forgets to take his medication. Who directed this production,
Wes Craven? Secretary of State Madeleine Albright thought she
was hosting a tea party with civilized guests, but then college
students had the gall to question our country's motives in bombing
innocent civilians as we inconvenience Saddam Hussein. Madame
Secretary looked a little green around the gills. It was as if
a mutant midget had flung a bloody string of rat carcasses on
her watercress sandwich buffet. Who let these hooligans in? America's
heartland is having an aneurysm. The Clinton administration hasn't
suffered this kind of public relations debacle since, oh, last
week. No, sorry, that was a pubic relations debacle. Saddam's
refusal to permit unrestricted U.N. inspections of his nation's
weapons arsenal is at the heart of the dispute and U.N. Secretary-
General Kofi Annan, trying to reach a diplomatic settlement, is
heading to Baghdad. Must seem like a day at the beach for Clinton's
foreign policy team after the Columbus incident.
Will Durst has been to Columbus
and experienced pretty much the same kind of response.
022098:0219CST
SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS, WHERE JOHN GLENN TOOK
A RIDE IN THE CENTRIFUGE EXPERIENCING 3 G'S FOR SIX MINUTES TWICE.
WHICH YOU OR I WOULD COME TO KNOW AS DEATH.
You want to know why people are cynical
these days? Why they tend to trust their average fellow human
about as far as you could throw a Chrysler Le Baron Convertible?
Because Denny's tells us they have the best food in America. That's
why. Because Mervyn's claims to be on the cutting edge of fashion.
Because crap which we all know to be more useless than a roll
bar in a helicopter is hyped and plugged and advertised as God's
gift to plastic happy consumers. We are fed such a constant load
of BS, I'm surprised we don't poop trails of straw. Actors and
actresses oohing and aahing over cups of Folger's coffee that
they know in real life smells of liquefied gym shoe laces. Use
a front loader full and its still tastes like hot bitter dirty
water. Everything has to be the best. The biggest. The EXTREME.
I hear that word EXTREME one more time and I swear to God, I'm
going to pull an Elvis and put a .357 caliber hollow point into
my Zenith. I don't want an EXTREME lip balm. I don't want an EXTREME
gruyere cheese. As a matter of fact I don't want any EXTREME that
can not be experienced from within six feet of my own couch. And
even then, it had better be water soluble.
Will Durst thinks brown shoes
are extreme.
022398:0327CST
SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS, WHERE THE ALAMO WAS
SURROUNDED BY SANTA ANA'S MEXICAN FORCES 163 YEARS AGO. AND NOW
TODAY, IT IS ONCE AGAIN SURROUNDED BY MEXICANS. SO THEY WON BY
LOSING. CLEVER.
So UN Secretary- General Kofi- Annan probably
looked at it as a way to pick up some fast frequent flyer miles
and maybe a chance to get a good deal on some bargain basement
Persian rugs in return for a shipment of black market antibiotics.
Or maybe Saddam's agreement is just a ruse in order to rig up
the UNSCOM security cameras so all they see is a blank loop tape
of happy Iraqis making powdered milk while feeding orphaned duckies
on the side. Either that or this whole thing is an International
set up to give Saddam another 60 days so he can send out more
human shield notices by horseback. Imagine finding one of those
cheerful messages in your mail box: "Oh, terrific, look honey,
it's a note from the Supreme All Knowing Mother Of All Dictators.
We're human shields. At the Presidential Palace. Oh, it don't
get better than this. At least we're better off than poor Achmed.
He's a mine finder." I don't know about you, but I'd be willing
to trade human shield or mine finder patrol for jury duty any
day. Too bad Saddam's son in laws didn't think of that first.
After the response he got this
week, Will Durst thinks he's already spent time serving human
shield duty.
022498:0151CST
AUSTIN, TEXAS, HOME TO THE TALLEST STATE
CAPITOL IN AMERICA. AND HOME TO THE WEIRDEST AND MOST CONTENTIOUS
LEGISLATURE IN THE COUNTRY AS WELL.
Today is Fat Tuesday. The day we cast aside
restraint, and drink till we puke on our shoes and then laugh.
As my dad always used to say, "Moderation in everything.
Including moderation". Your response to today is probably
dependent on your geography. In San Francisco, it'll be a much
bigger deal than it will be in Pierre, South Dakota. But to be
fair, California Coyote Festivals don't even begin to measure
up to theirs. Our stages end up littered with at best, half the
shredded chicken carcasses as theirs and most of our coyotes aren't
even quadrupeds. Of course, San Francisco's Mardi Gras celebration
is to New Orleans' like Dick York was to Dick Sergeant. A pale
imitation at best. And I'm sure the folks at Carnaval in Rio de
Janeiro will tell you that New Orleans is the second Darrin. Isn't
it funny that nobody wants to be the second Darrin. I wonder when
some fancy Psychological think tank is going to do a highly funded
useless study on the "Second Darrin Syndrome." Dicks
who fill other people's shoes, badly. They say that Mardi Gras
is just a state of mind. Of course so is the Second Darrin Syndrome.
All I know is, this is the only holiday we have where pure unadulterated
excess is expected and encouraged. Until Aerick's Day, that is.
Which is almost 3 whole weeks away.
Will Durst is scotch guarding
his shoes as we speak.
|
Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 03:19:56 -0500
a standard and poor week's worth
021198:0144PST
SANTA CRUZ, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE RECENT
MUDSLIDES HAVE ENCOURAGED LOCALS TO FOLLOW NEW RULES OF THE ROAD.
FOR INSTANCE IT IS NOT CONSIDERED PROPER FOR A HOUSE TO PASS ON
THE RIGHT.
You Can't Make Stuff Up Like This.
- Newt Gingrich is back on the hill promoting
the one cause he's most associated with. Newt Gingrich.
- Olympic officials are stunned by the abilities
of the NHL players. Mostly because everybody thought boxing was
an event in the Summer Games.
- They're planning a movie based on the
life of the Unabomber. The guys is so schizophrenic, it'll probably
be filmed as a buddy picture.
- With all those calls that Clinton was
making to Monica and Gore to fundraisers, Chelsea probably moved
out on her own just to get a shot at the phone.
- Hostess was forced to recall Twinkies
in 21 states because of asbestos contamination. Yeah, like Twinkie
eaters could tell.
- Barry Switzer can use his experience as
coach of the Cowboys in many ways. Prison warden springs to mind.
- Signs of prehistoric ants have been found
in New Jersey, so now scientists can estimate the origin of man's
first picnic.
- Al Gore went on a high tech tour of Northern
California posturing for campaign 2000. Of course by then he
could be up for re-election.
- The steepest drop at the Olympics will
be experienced by foreigners investing in the Japanese stock
market.
- Latrell Sprewell wants back into professional
basketball but he's going to have problems finding a coach willing
to stick his neck out for him.
- I bet Bill Clinton is wondering if Paula
Jones will accept an internship as a settlement.
Will Durst needs an intern.
021298:0203PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CITY
IS TRYING TO BUY TREASURE ISLAND FROM THE NAVY AND TURN IT INTO
EITHER A THEME PARK OR JUST PLAIN OLD OPEN SPACE. I'M GUESSING
A LOT OF THREE DOLLAR COOKIE SHOPS.
They decided to allow Senator John Glenn
to take a trip on the space shuttle. Now don't get me wrong; it's
not that I have a problem with sending politicians into space.
Au contraire. I would just prefer to save the taxpayers some time
and a lot of money by sending them all up at once. At the time,
Sen. Glenn will be 77 years old. He's bound to go with a couple
of other astronauts and it's inevitable they're going to get an
earful. "You know back when I first went up into space we
had real pilots, not these pansy ass pretty boys NASA sends up
now. And there weren't no fancy dancy three stage solid fuel boosters
for us; that Mercury 7 was so slow, I had to pedal the first thirty
minutes just to give us enough thrust to break into orbit. And
Tang, we didn't have no Tang. All we had was some water and orange
chalk and we were lucky if it was crushed. And look at these cushy
space suits. Hah. Ours were made out of duct tape, tinfoil and
used gum, and if you had to go to the bathroom, you sat in it
until you got home. When they said we were debriefed, they meant
it young man. What is that, a computer, you know what we had:
abacuses, and we were happy to have them..."
Will Durst is happy to have beer.
In March.
021698:0350PST
CHICO, CALIFORNIA, STILL LIVING OFF ITS
REPUTATION AS ONE OF PLAYBOY'S PARTY SCHOOLS: CIRCA 1979. WHICH
IN CHICO TIME, MEANS YESTERDAY.
Hey, everybody, new news. Congress quit
working again. Who would have thunk? Next we'll find out Don King
has been accused of shady business practices, or that Saddam Hussein
is not a candidate for the Father In Law Of The Year Award. Oh,
don't get our Honorable Representatives wrong, they are undertaking
a significant task. It's called re-election, which, if you bother
to ask, is the most crucial work we can expect of them. This time,
the vacation, oh excuse me, the recess, is a week long respite
to pay proper homage to Presidents Day. And what better way to
respect our forefathers achievements than by not doing anything
to screw them up. Friday, the Senate met for about 30 seconds,
and that counts as one of the 120 scheduled legislative days on
this year's calendar. So far this year, the only accomplishment
Congress has effected was renaming Washington's National Airport
after Ronald Reagan, the guy who fired all the air traffic controllers.
Kind of like naming an organ bank after Jeffrey Dahmer. It would
be funny if it weren't so sad. And now Congress is gone. Off to
where they're going to spend most of the year. Begging us to return
them to Washington so they can come back and leave again to do
more begging. Who says the system doesn't work?
Will Durst does.
|
Date: Tue, 10 Feb 1998 02:20:15 -0500
a slimy weasely political week's worth
020498:0319PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THIS WHOLE
EL NINO THING IS GETTING A LITTLE TIRED. OF COURSE NOBODY WOULD
CARE IF IT WERE FRENCH. "OOOH, LE BEBE WANTS IN? MAIS OUI!"
EVEN SCOTTISH. "ACH, ITS A WEE BAIRN. DO YOU NO LET HIM IN?
GIVE HIM A WHISKEY!"
The state of Texas murdered a woman by lethal
injection. Rubbed her her arm with alcohol first and then rubbed
her out. Of course Texas likes killing people. Kill kill kill
kill kill. 144 since 1982. That's not just a gross of dead men,
its gross. They're killing crazy down there. But they don't like
offing dames. No no no no no. It's been 135 years since they did
it. Of course back then they used a rope around the neck instead
of a dose of sodium thiopental, and in case you're wondering,
neither is very good for you. Although out of the four choices,
I would say a string of sodium thiopental around my neck would
be much preferable to an injection of rope. Like Chipita Rodriguez
who was hanged or is it hung from a mesquite tree back in 1865,
Karla Faye Tucker was a convicted ax murderer. Ain't life odd?
I guess womens just love those sharp edges. The big difference
being Ms. Tucker's execution was protested by factions of the
far right since her recent conversion to Christianity. I guess
the reason murderers find God in prison is that listening to the
Voice of the Lord makes it a whole lot easier to drown out the
echoing whispers of their victims.
Under similar conditions, I'm
sure Will Durst would roll the dice and do the same.
020698:0239PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE YOU CAN'T
BE TOO RICH OR TOO THIN, BUT YOU CAN BE TOO POOR, TOO SHORT, TOO
FAT, TOO DIM, TOO UGLY, TOO TOO AND ALL VARIOUS COMBINATIONS OF
THE ABOVE.
The current slight of hand the Clinton administration
is busy busy busy distracting us with, is maintaining it has the
right to attack Iraq in order to force Saddam Hussein to open
sites to weapons inspectors based on Security Council resolutions.
And also because we're way bigger and we've done it before. The
unwritten "Big Dog" chapter of the New World Order.
Article 41, which was used to impose sanctions against Iraq in
August of 1990, said "Saddam is madder than a coyote in an
elevated cage over a yard full of wounded bunnies and we're going
to kick his raggedy ass back to Jurassic Dorkland", or something
to that effect. Throwing vodka on the fire is Boris Yeltsin who
somehow sustained verticality long enough to warn US activities
in Iraq could cause a world war and accused Clinton of "acting
too loudly. Too loudly". That is, unless he still has some
old KGB Oval Office bugs and is referring to earlier events in
which the term "intern" may have some significance.
Meanwhile the Persian Gulf is now so crowded with aircraft carriers,
they run the risk of bouncing off of each other like inner tubes
in a bathtub. And over at CNN they're engrossed in composing the
new theme song to "Persian Gulf Ii, The Sequel. This Time
Its Personal".
Will Durst is going to miss "The
Love Theme To Monica's Tale".
020998:0009PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE ARE
DRYING OUT FROM THE WRATH OF EL NINO. FORTUNATELY WE OWN ONE THIRD
OF THE WORLD'S EXISTING SUPPLY OF BLOW DRYERS.
In this whole ugly DC Zippergate mess with
leaks and accusations of leakers and massive leaking, the one
dry rock, and I mean stone cold solid hunk of granite is the Hillmeister.
Not too surprising I guess. She's in the White House for crum's
sake. The White House! Ostensibly sleeping with the leader of
the free world. Maybe not doing much in bed there, but power is
a lot like real estate; it's all about location, location, location.
Consider the alternatives available. As much as I admire her adaptability,
it's hard to imagine her back in Arkansas cleaning the brood's
clothing on a washboard out front lawn wise next to the stripped
47 Ford up on blocks. As a matter of fact I imagine she'd stand
next to him no matter what, in order to stay in the old Maison
Blanc. It wouldn't matter if she had to walk up to that podium
pushing her way through flocks of sheep and packs of nude slippery
interns, she'd still be there telling everybody that Bill was
totally innocent and the victim of a phantom right wing conspiracy.
Before giving up to the forces trying to hurt her mealticket Bill,
she'd convince us with charts and graphs that Kenneth Starr was
taken over by alien pod people. And some of us would buy it.
Watching the special Prosecutor
lately, Will Durst thinks she could be right.
021098:0156PST
CLEAR LAKE, CALIFORNIA, WHERE IT HAS FLOODED
AGAIN. AND PEOPLE DON'T MOVE. I CAN'T FIGURE OUT IF THEY GOT NO
SENSE, NOWHERE TO GO OR THEY HAVE BEGUN TO DIG IT.
So it looks like our boy Bill has himself
a brand new policy. I mean different than that whole "hide
under the big white rock" thing he's been running. They're
putting Kenneth Starr on the defensive. Kinda like the fox turning
on the pack of hounds. In this case, a fox with a whole lot of
lawyers and public relations staffers. According to the White
House, the Office of the Independent Counsel has more leaks than
a rubber raft used as the goal net of a nail gun fight. Starr
maintains the President is the actual disseminator of misinformation
in order to obfuscate the real issue, which is Bill has been lying
his ass off since day one in order to save same gluteus maximus.
The President's supporters claim Starr is leaking information
like a rusty colander in an attempt to force Monica Lewinsky to
cooperate with his witch hunt, I mean investigation. It's still
just a ritual holding pattern they're both running until the real
fight happens, which Mr. Starr hopes to be sometime after Clinton
falters with the public. Right now at 79%, he has a higher approval
rating than puppies. Of course the best line so far was by Senate
Majority Leader Trent Lott who said just a couple of more accusations
and he'll go over 100%. Although I've heard him called a leaker
as well.
Will Durst leaks noticeably.
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Date: Tue, 3 Feb 1998 05:40:40 -0500
a big haired week's worth
012898:0316PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE EL NpOW
THREATENING HILLSIDE COMMUNITIES WITH MUDSLIDES. OR TO PUT A GOOD
SPIN ON IT, "HEY, EVERYBODY, MUD'S UP!"
Watched Clinton's State of the Union Address
with the Association of American Political Consultants which is
having its convention here in town this week. Kinda like watching
the head antelope speaking in a room full of lazy lions. As usual,
he was slicker than a greased lizard in a bathtub full of hot
petroleum jelly. Anyhow, according to the all important polls,
he done good, finishing up his hour and fifteen minute respite
from leaks and second bimbo theories by vocalizing his firm support
for the Star Spangled Banner bravely defying albeit perhaps antagonizing
that huge and dangerous anti Star Spangled Banner lobby. He also
came out dead solid against Abusive Child Labor leaving but a
small ray of hope for those practicing Non Abusive Child Labor.
Hillary, as well, did marvy on her little foray into the media
spotlight, parrying Matt Lauer's sharp noodle like thrusts with
vague Obi Wan Kenobi waves of her hand. "These are not the
droids you're looking for. Move along." She looked great,
obviously wearing less makeup than Matt. Ah, the wonders of modern
medicine. What do you think: Zoloft or Xanax? It's the only explanation
for her citing of a conspiracy with no evidence of their conspiring.
"Don't you get it, that's how diabolical they are."
Will Durst thinks those conspirators
are really tricky aren't they?
012998:0152CST
ST. PAUL, MINNESOTA, WHERE THE MINNESOTA
WILD, THE NEW NHL HOCKEY TEAM, WON'T LET THE CITY, ITS PARTNER
IN THE NEW ARENA, LOOK AT THE BOOKS BECAUSE OF COMPETITIVE REASONS.
MAYBE THE CITY SHOULDN'T LET THE TEAM LOOK AT THE NUMBERS ON THE
FRONT OF THE CHECKS THEY'RE FRONTING THEM.
What the hell got into Al Gore? I can't
tell if the guy was possessed by the ghost of Patton or trying
to audition for a guest World Wrestling Federation announcer slot
while introducing Bill Clinton during his post State of the Union
Midwest swing. Only his impeccable Harvard legal training kept
the steroided Roboveep from straying dangerously close to infringing
on that weird guy's trademark growl; "Let's get ready to
RUMBLE." Maybe the human dialtone is just steeling himself
for the acid test when he too is subpoenaed by the Independent
Counsel. "I don't know nothing... although... come to think
of it, there was that odd time in Chicago when he looked over
at me before the 96 acceptance speech and said; 'I gotta tell
you Al, getting oral sex from that intern Monica Lewinsky has
just plain tuckered me out.'" Greeted by thousands, Bill
had to be happy on his tour although Air Force One getting stuck
in the mud in Champagne, Illinois was one of those irony to the
third power deals. More good news came with the announcement that
the President was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize. Funny,
for years I had that award pegged all wrong. Turns out I wasn't
even spelling it right.
Will Durst wonders if it was Ms.
Lewinsky who sent in his nomination papers.
013098:0133CST
ST. PAUL, MINNESOTA, WHERE THE ANNUAL WINTER
FESTIVAL IS BEING RUINT BY EL NINO'S UNSEASONABLE WARM WEATHER.
FUNNY, BUT HARDLY ANYONE IS COMPLAINING.
And so it goes. The press has gone quite
mad tearing each other apart like rabid dogs over spinning holographic
bones, and some of it is just plain silly. First there was the
Dallas Star report of a Secret Service Agent who saw the two of
them in a compromising position. Which Secret Service Agent? Nobody
knows. What did he see? No one's sure. Some guy might have seen
something... we think. Then, later on: "Alright, maybe nothing
happened. But you keep watching, one of these days we're going
to find something." They pretend not to know what they're
doing with headlines like; "President Worries Over Mounting
Evidence." Totally untrue. Everybody knows it was oral sex...
allegedly. The person I feel sorriest for is Press Secretary Mike
McCurry. I keep expecting him to end one of his daily press conferences
by bursting into flames, and then putting it out with the sweat
pouring off his brow. All because Linda Tripp, who looks suspiciously
like John Sununu in drag, told the Independent Counsel he has
to subpoena a dress. "Would you raise your right sleeve please?"
And how come these great news gathering organizations can't find
more than two pictures of Monica Lewinsky? There's more known
existing photographs of Sasquatch. But then we've already spoke
of Linda Tripp...
Will Durst is extremely sorry
for that last joke.
020298:0103CST
ST. PAUL, MINNESOTA, WHERE THE WINTER CARNIVAL
PARADE WAS HELD IN FORTY DEGREE WEATHER. NEEDLESS TO SAY THE ANNUAL
CAR RACE ON A FROZEN LAKE WAS CANCELED DUE TO LACK OF AN ADJECTIVE.
Hey everybody, the President is getting
oral sex. Cool. And nobody cares. Cool. His approval rating actually
went UP! It now stands at 73%. Which either means the country
is much hipper than we previously thought, or wants a well satisfied
finger on the button. Or zipper. And it is driving the Republicans
absolutely nuts. "But the President had oral sex". "Yeah".
"In the White House". "Yeah!" You know this
is just the beginning of a horrible political trend, because the
next time he gets in trouble, worse things about him will be judiciously
leaked. Or not leaked. "And I want to thank that lovely mother
daughter team I met in Savannah. Which only goes to prove my theory
of how anything is possible when you mix the vigor of youth with
the wisdom and sagacity of experience." You watch; other
politicians are going to try it. "You know Bob Dole had one
of those assignations. Hot. Hot. Totally Hot." "As Speaker
of the House, I just want to let all fiscally responsible women
in the country to know I am available for matinees. Let your imagination
run wild, ladies. Missionary position only." We're going
to boost those ratings on C SPAN one way or another.
Will Durst says go ahead, impeach
him, but only from the waist down.
020398:0335PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE IT HAS
RAINED SO MUCH IT SEEMS LIKE WE SHOULD BE BUILDING AN ARK. ALTHOUGH
I'M SURE THE CITY PERMIT PROCESS WOULD TAKE ABOUT THREE YEARS.
The Republicans are taking a well deserved
breather from the rigors of the Washington sex wars for another
shot at changing the name of Washington's National Airport to
Ronald Reagan Airport just in time for the Gipper's 87th birthday
on Friday. And wouldn't we all like an airport named after us
as the perfect birthday gift. Okay, well wouldn't a few of us?
The GOP's previous attempt at this homage failed because of an
amendment piled on by the Democrats to rename the Justice Department
Building for former Attorney General Robert Fitzgerald Kennedy.
Methinks, they are both good ideas. As a matter of fact, what
we really need here is a gang renaming, and I'm just the guy to
do it.
The Gerald Ford Treasury Building Escalator
Guardrail.
The Jimmy Carter Place Where Real Nice
Things Happen Shaded Veranda.
The Henry Kissinger District of Congress
Memorial Home For The Criminally Insane.
The Ronald Reagan Airport George Bush Air
Traffic Control Tower Vision Thing.
The Spiro Agnew Brown Bag Banking Deposit
Slot.
The Rita Jenrette United States Capitol
Marble Staircase Handicapped Ramp.
The Congressional Library Richard Nixon
Audio Tape Wing Bulk Eraser.
The Robert C. Byrd Barrel of Pork Design
Center.
The Bob Packwood Sexually Transmitted Disease
Building Stairwell Cul De Sac Drain.
The Dan Quayle Storage Warehouse.
Will durst is at cobb's thursday through
sunday. 415 928 4445 Will Durst hopes someday to have
a bar stool named after him.
|
Date: Tue, 27 Jan 1998 05:21:14 -0500
a bent oval week's worth
012198:0155PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE A GRATEFUL
DEAD THEME PARK IS PLANNED. PROBABLY HAVE SIGNS SAYING "YOU
MUST BE THIS HIGH TO COME ON THIS RIDE".
The head mucky mucks of the PGA Tour have
informed golfer Casey Martin he will not be allowed to ride his
little cart around their courses even though he has a hereditary
leg problem making it more painful to walk the average four miles
of a golf course than it is to fall face first into a pile of
overturned cleats. You got to be kidding here. Hey guys, get a
grip; it's golf. A bunch of girly men hitting a stationary little
white dimpled ball then going to where it lands and trying to
hit it again, etc. You can get there by turtle sled or live pig
saddle slippers or military transport or molecular transmogrification
and it still doesn't affect how many times you hit the stupid
little white dimpled ball. Its one of those weird games where
the least score is the best. Kind of like soccer. If it is supposed
to be some sort of dammed endurance test, how come we never see
these right wing preppy toads on TV carrying their own bags? Besides,
instead of pestering some guy with a handicap, why isn't the PGA
more concerned with Payne Stewart's apparent degenerating mental
condition as evidenced by his choice of plaid knickers and multicolored
berets with pom poms on the top?
Will Durst plays military golf:
left, right, left, right...
012398:0122PST
BRENTWOOD, CALIFORNIA, WHERE ONE OF MONICA
LEWINSKY'S FRIENDS SAID 9 OUT OF 10 WOMEN WOULD BE WILLING TO
SPEND INTIMATE TIME WITH THE PRESIDENT. AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE'S
DETERMINED TO GETTING TO EACH OF THEM ONE AT A TIME.
So, I guess Woodward and Bernstein's book
about this will be called, "All The President's Women".
The allegations are surfacing faster than the White House can
deny them. But the timing of this, right before the State of the
Union Address makes it the Vesuvius of Bimbo Eruptions. Whitewater
Investigator Kenneth Starr said the covert taped conversations
of Monica Lewinsky were justified due to his widening of the probe
into Bill Clinton. Ol Brillo Head is going to need the Jaws of
Life to pull the rabbit out of this hat. Hidden in all this is
the fact during the Paula Jones deposition, Clinton allegedly
admitted to having an affair with Gennifer Flowers even though
he denied it back in 92. Press Secretary Mike McCurry said both
answers are true. That's called reverse double spin, with a twist.
Lets not jump to conclusions here. Maybe he has some sort of rare
6 year memory black out disease. It could be he'll admit an affair
with Ms. Lewinsky in the year 2004. Oh yeah, remind me not to
piss off Linda Tripp. She is to revenge what Richard Simmons is
to short pants. You gotta love DC, where you always have to worry
your best friend is wearing a wire. The Tripp woman knows who
killed Vince Foster, and has knowledge of two women who have accused
the President of lechery. Maybe we should ask her the point spread
of the Super Bowl. The scariest part is shadowy figure in the
corner. That's Al Gore receiving smile coaching.
Will Durst feels sorry for the
Pope.
012698:0522PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE WE ARE
MUCH RELIEVED THE SUPERBOWL IS FINALLY OVER SINCE IT MEANS NOW
THE NINERS CAN START THEIR INEVITABLE MARCH TO THE NEXT ONE.
So Bill Clinton nailed an intern. Who cares?
Besides, Kenneth Starr, that is, who was determined to pin something
on Slick Boy if he had to apply the Velcro himself. Anyhow, it
was allegedly just oral sex, which Bill doesn't think is adultery,
and I'm pretty sure he can get 90% of married men to agree with
him here. American sex lives must suck pretty bad for all of us
to get this excited about seeing a guy who's getting it: get it.
The CBS Evening News the other day made Jerry Springer look like
Frontline. You thought Bill Clinton was a lame duck before, now
he's a quadriplegic duck on a respirator. The most embarrassing
thing is he's the President of the United States. He could do
better. Not that Monica Lewinsky doesn't have a fetching kind
of pre Raphaelite luxuriance but c'mon, Kennedy did the Oval Office
Nasty with Marilyn Monroe. Our President deserves the best. They're
bringin "I" word and you have to admit, Bill Clinton
did it to himself. Okay, maybe that's wrong. He should have done
it to himself. And if he does resign turning over leadership of
the free world to Al Gore, one might say we went from President
Woody to President Wood.
Will Durst thinks Bill Clinton
brought a doghouse onto the grounds at exactly the right time.
012798:0005PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THAT WHOLE
SILLY MESS ABOUT STRAY $437,000 FOUND IN THE FORMER GOVERNOR OF
LOUISIANA'S HOUSE NOW MEANS FORTY NINER OWNER EDDIE DE BARTOLO
MAY SELL THE TEAM. THEN AGAIN HE COULD BECOME AMBASSADOR TO MISSISSIPPI.
The toughest job in Washington DC these
strange days isn't the President's or even his battery of lawyers
but rather that of the First Lady whose smile is so tight you
can hear the enamel cracking during extreme close ups. She's always
been a rock next to her sliding mound of liquid Bubba gel, but
now she makes the Rocky Mountains look like Everglades mud. I
can't help but wonder how Clinton's other paramours would have
fared in her place.
Gennifer Flowers: "What's wrong with
you people? Hasn't this man swallowed enough crap for you? Hey,
hey, do you hear that noise? Know what it is? That's the screw
you buzzer, now get the hell out of here. And don't let the door
knob bang you in the butt on the way out."
Paula Jones: "I think it's absolutely
deplorable you're asking me these questions while I'm wearing
this dress. Let me go up to my room in the North Wing or whatever
you call it, to change, then give me three hours to whiten my
teeth and I'll tell you things that'll curl your hair."
Monica Lewinsky: "You press guys are
sooo groty. Can't you see I'm finishing up my English Lit incomplete
for Mr. Johnson. Gawd, there's a time and a place for everything
and this is neither, okay? Talk to the big creep yourself. Or
ask Linda. Gawd."
Will Durst would be out of there
faster than roadside chili.
|
Date: Tue, 20 Jan 1998 04:35:42 -0500
a reduced fat week's worth
011598:0034PDT
YOSEMITE, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE SIERRA CLUB
IS COMMITTED TO ELIMINATING PERSONAL VEHICLES FROM THE ENTIRE
VALLEY. GOOD IDEA. LET'S BAN THE USE OF MODERN MEDICINE FOR SIERRA
CLUB MEMBERS. GO BACK TO THE GOOD OL DAYS OF LEECHES.
Well, the105th Congress hasn't checked in
yet for round two of their apparent grudge match to pry us away
from our money, but they exhibit every sign they're intent upon
finding their way back to the District of Colombia in a week or
two. Darn the luck. So, being a reasonable man harboring the naive
concept that everybody has a right to make a living, even lizard
like parasitical bobble heads, I have a proposition. Starting
this year, allow Congress enact as much legislation as they can,
but from now on, for every law they pass they got to get rid of
one. I think its fair; we already have so many laws, I worry about
failure to notify the proper authorities whilst changing my underwear.
Something I do with increasing frequency now that I'm forced to
read about their imminent return. Maybe we could even add another
wrinkle like they get to pick the ones that pass and we get to
pick the ones that get dumped. For instance, you know all those
silly laws having to do with hemp and its sister flora, whose
petty regulations keep innovative ideas like peyote beer from
hitting the market. After the very first new tax code passes:
gone.
When it was Will Durst's turn
he would get rid of that barbaric bar time.
01698:0220PDT
MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN, WHERE THE MOST IMPORTANT
PART OF YOUR WINTER WARDROBE HAS TO DO WITH LOOKING SNAZZY WITH
FROZEN LIQUIDS OF INDETERMINATE ORIGIN ON YOUR UPPER LIP.
NASA scheduled a "major announcement"
today that John Glenn has received the go-ahead to return to space
on the shuttle Discovery this fall. If it happens, Glenn, at 77,
the first American to orbit the Earth in a Mercury 7 capsule back
in 1962, would also become the oldest man in space, after Timothy
Leary, that is. Glenn offered himself as a guinea pig for tests
that might improve earthbound research on the human aging process.
"There has to be enough science behind this that it can't
be ridiculed as a stunt," said John Logsdon, director of
the Space Policy Institute at George Washington University. Logsdon
apparently doesn't think a stunt befits NASA's image as an imperturbable
organization specializing in blowing things up real good. So my
guess is a live pay per view Spice Girls in Space Concert is out
of the question. Darn the Luck. Could have raised enough money
to get those girls some sensible shoes. If Glenn is going up to
help investigate aging, maybe we could get Clinton to go up to
see whether sleaze freezes, or send Newt Gingrich up to help analyze
the survival rate of good ol boys taking space walks without their
helmets on. After all, these two guys put the oink in guinea pig.
Will Durst wants to do research
on how many beers it takes to get drunk enough to sing "Ruby,
Don't Take Your Love To Town" at a Karaoke Bar in zero gravity.
011998:0114CST
GREEN BAY, WISCONSIN, WHERE THE WORLD WILL
GRIND TO A COMPLETE HALT FOR THE NEXT WEEK UNTIL THE SUPER BOWL.
AND IF THE PACKERS WIN, IT'LL STOP FOR ANOTHER MONTH, SO THEY
CAN DRY OUT.
Hey everybody, there's a brand new circus
in town and Paula Jones is the designated ringmaster, or head
clown. I guess non head clown would be more like it if you believe
her testimony. In a desperate attempt to slide up the greased
chute to the semi big time, Paula got her teeth fixed, dropped
the tropical fish makeup routine, lost a couple stories off her
hair and is now almost respectable enough for her own Psychic
Friends Hotline show. She even appears to have taken lessons from
a junior high pep squad member on how not to overdraw her lipline.
Perhaps a guest shot on Regis & Kathi Lee would be a fitting
reward for a young ingenue who managed to turn Bill Clinton into
the first U.S. President ever grilled as a defendant in a court
case while still in office. Ironic isn't it, since "grilled"
is pretty much what Paula claims Bill tried to do back in that
Arkansas hotel room in 91. Originally the deposition was to occur
at the White House, but once that nosy media heard about it, Clinton's
lawyers moved it so Jones wouldn't be photographed traipsing around
the House. I don't imagine Hillary was all that thrilled with
the idea either. Maybe if Paula brought her some cotton candy.
Will Durst thinks a gag order
in this case is redundant.
|
Date: Tue, 13 Jan 1998 05:20:43 -0500
a cubic zirconian week's worth
010798:0227CST
KANSAS CITY, MISSOURI, WHERE THEY ARE STILL
GRIEVING OVER THE CHIEFS LOSS TO THE BRONCOS ON SUNDAY. SO NOW
THE GENERAL CONSENSUS IS NOBODY SHOULD WIN THE SUPER BOWL.
Don't get me wrong. I feel real bad for
both the Kennedy and Bono families for the tragic loss of their
loved ones who slammed into trees while skiing. But aren't we
as a society just as guilty as those devious Aspens? Haven't we
ignored the problem of rogue firs for too darn long? These senseless
disasters could have been averted. And its time we accept the
responsibility and take whatever steps we can to prevent horrible
calamities such as these from ever happening again. I have a few
suggestions.
- Hoops. Giant flexible telescoping hula
hoops worn around the waist that will bounce you back into the
middle of run.
- Padded trees. Twin layers of down mattresses
strapped around the sweet spot.
- Lead skis. Slow down the traffic.
- Human boundaries. Plant snowboarders up
to their knees along the out of bounds lines and if someone runs
into them, who will complain? Breakaway lift trestles. Pressure
sensitive hinges implanted about four feet up.
- Ultra inflatable vests. The lift operator
at the top of the run allows no one down the hill until he inflates
the skiers with a pneumatic air hose.
- Pork skis. Live pigs strapped to the feet
might change the experience, but will add a different kind of
degree of difficulty.
It is incumbent upon us as individuals to
help. I'm just trying.
Will Durst is a different kind
of degree of difficulty.
010898:0036CST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE CHEESEHEADS
ARE INVADING THE CITY IN ANTICIPATION OF THE NINER PACKER GAME
ON SUNDAY. CAN'T SEEM TO FIND ANYTHING BUT BRIE.
- I don't trust lawyers who call losing
"a moral victory".
- I don't trust subliminal tapes. I'm always
afraid the subliminal message is "Buy more tapes".
- I don't trust dogs wearing clothes. Bandanas,
sweaters, pants, culottes. Nothing. They're spooky.
- I don't trust any covering over an underground
opening. Especially metal mesh where you can see the bottom.
- I don't trust weathermen.
- I don't trust spokespersons.
- I don't trust the Weekly World News. The
Globe, yes. USA Today, occasionally.
- I don't trust Midwestern sushi.
- I don't trust evangelists who need to
make a comeback.
- I don't trust people who always wear all
black.
- I don't trust Republican House Majority
Leader Dick Armey. It's mostly his name. Couldn't he at least
have tried "Richard"?
- I don't trust people who wear sunglasses
indoors.
- I don't trust radicchio.
- I don't trust therapists with fresh bruises.
- I don't trust satin sheets.
- I don't trust rock and roll singers who
smirk during anti drug ads.
- I don't trust mourners.
- I don't trust moaners.
- I don't trust movie reviews from papers
or magazines I never heard of. What is 60 second preview anyway?
- I don't trust talk show hosts who whose
major advertiser is Gold Bond Medicated Foot Powder.
- I don't trust authors who rediscovered
their real connection to America on their book tour.
- I don't trust three out of four doctors.
- I don't trust financial projections by
economists.
- I don't trust anyone with a hyphen in
their name.
Will Durst has no hyphen in his
name as one out of four doctors will tell you.
010998:0214PDT
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, WHERE WHEN IT DOESN'T
RAIN, PEOPLE GET EDGY. "HEY, THERE'S NO WATER IN THE AIR,
I'M NOT GOING OUT THERE". THE JOB WITH THE SHORTEST LIFE
EXPECTANCY HAS TO BE A SEATTLE DENTIST.
- I trust 3rd graders.
- I trust the post office.
- I trust Regis, but not Kathi Lee.
- I trust tug boat pilots.
- I trust one armed security guards, but
not if they wear a gun.
- I trust bartenders in dives.
- I trust any CBS correspondent with the
first name of Charles.
- I trust Gospel Singers, especially if
their first name is Aretha.
- I trust Molly Ivins.
- I trust Jerry Brown, but I wouldn't want
to sit next to him on a bus ride to New York.
- I trust burger joints that grind their
own meat.
- I trust 60 Minutes.
- I trust The Jim Lehrer News Hour, but
remain convinced it makes a better radio show than it does a
TV show.
- I trust flannel sheets.
- I trust a well worn pair of blue jeans.
- I trust people who admit they don't know,
every once in a while.
- I trust old men who wear black socks with
sandals.
- I trust single red roses.
- I trust farmers for directions but I can
never understand them.
- I trust the American flag but not all
the people who wave it.
- I trust black coffee.
- I trust living rooms with lace doilies
on the arms of the couches.
- I trust audiences.
Will Durst has been in many living
rooms drinking black coffee on couches with lace doilies on the
arms.
011297:0001PDT
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE NINERS
LOST TO THE GREEN BAY PACKERS FOR THE FOURTH TIME IN A ROW. AND
NOW IT'S WAIT UNTIL AUGUST WHILE THE CHEESEHEADS DISMANTLE THE
BRONCOS IN TWO WEEKS.
So, let me get this straight. In an elastic
situation last week, Ted Kazcinski tried to strangle himself with
his underwear. This may not have resolved the question as to whether
he's crazy, but it certainly cements hidden suspicions that he's
a briefs man. The government then gave him a heart monitor putting
him under a 24 hour suicide watch. The very same government that
refused a guilty plea in return for a life sentence because they
wanted a death penalty conviction is now taking extreme measures
to prevent him from taking his own life. Get it: they're keeping
him alive so they can kill him. That's our government for you.
"You ain't killing yourself buddy, only we have the right
to do that!" He wants to fire his defense team and defend
himself, because his lawyers insist on mounting a mental defect
defense. Begging the question, would a man who wasn't crazy argue
he wasn't, thereby risking execution? Head hurt. The worst job
in the world right now has to be the receiving clerk in his lawyers
mail room. If we really want to kill him, we should just buy him
a case of Speedos, and put him in a cell with really strong overhead
struts.
Will Durst thinks Ted should work
at the Post Office handling all the really suspicious packages.
011398:0115PST
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA, WHERE THE RAIN
WON'T STOP BUT IT DOES WASH AWAY THE TEARS FROM YESTERDAY'S PLAYOFF
LOSS. IF THEY WON, THERE WAS THE CHANCE EDDIE DEBARTOLO WOULD
BUY EACH PLAYER A GOVERNOR.
You can't make stuff up like this.
- After marrying Soon Yi, Woody Allen is
now literally his own father-in-law. Wonder if he asked himself
for her hand in marriage. Of course the first ring he gave her,
she probably teethed on. Now he's writing a play for her. Or
he could remake the old sitcom, "Father Knows Best".
- President Clinton has allocated 604 million
dollars to hire more police officers. The most immediate effect
one can expect is a donut shortage.
- The Pope going to Havana still doesn't
mean many Cubans were capable of seeing him, since Miami was
not on the itinerary.
- Denis Peron, the head of the Cannabis
Cultivators Club in San Francisco, plans to run for Governor
on the Republican ticket. He may not win, but he will have the
most popular election night party.
- It seems the airlines have finally isolated
the most dangerous security problem on flights: the second carry
on bag.
- After the success of "Titanic",
director James Cameron can now be called on to recreate the second
greatest disaster in American history: "The Paulie Shore
Show".
- The Clinton legal defense fund has run
out of money. I imagine if it gets real desperate, Al Gore will
make a couple of calls to Jacoby and Meyers.
- The Clintons spent their vacation in South
Carolina seeking quiet reflection. It's so hard to think with
the shredder on.
- Los Angeles now has its cleanest air in
50 years, which makes mugger identification much easier.
Will Durst will be performing
in Milwaukee this weekend at an ACLU benefit.
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Date: Tue, 6 Jan 1998
a mini week's worth
010598:0202PST
MONTEREY, CALIFORNIA, A TOWN THAT WOULD
GO BANKRUPT IF IT EVER OUTLAWED PASTEL COLORED V NECK SWEATERS
AND PLAID PANTS. SHOULD APPOINT A FASHION POLICE SERVICE TO SEND
ALL THE REALLY UGLY TOURISTS TO SANTA CRUZ.
Happy New Year everybody. Hope you didn't
party like it was 1999. That would either be extremely premature
or the jump start to a bitchin do that I am deeply sorry I was
not invited to. It is time for us to wipe the slate clean and
start the year percolating with a couple of typically cynical
predictions for 1998. Pick your favorites and pass the rest along
to your friends.
In 1998 I expect to see:
- Mike Tyson hits the talk show circuit
to publicize his new celebrity diet book but is turned down by
everyone except Jerry Springer.
- Drew Carey pierces his nipples on live
TV, upping the "Ellen" ante.
- In an effort to boost his Presidential
chances, Sen. Fred Thompson starts dating Priscilla Presley,
and toys with releasing an album of rock and roll standards discouraging
no one who calls him; King II.
- Marv Albert signs a five year contract
with Wonder Bra and named co-host with Susan Molinari on the
CBS Saturday Morning Show. In a tearful first stab at journalistic
ethics, Molinari quits.
- The ghosts of Chris Farley and John Denver
haunt the Academy Awards and spook John Goodman into biting off
Jenna Elfman's right ear.
- Howard Stern resigns from his radio show
and becomes a rival to Raffi with his award winning series of
children's albums.
- The answer to the question; "What
do you call 123 white guys chasing one black guy?" is universally
recognized to be: "the PGA Tour".
Will Durst is not one of the bad
guys.
010698:0023CST
KANSAS CITY, MISSOURI, WHICH IS TOTALLY
DIFFERENT THAN KANSAS CITY, KANSAS. AND NEITHER SIDE IS RELUCTANT
TO LET YOU KNOW OF THE DIFFERENCE.
So, here's the deal. Everybody in show business
works so hard for so long for nothing, one of fires keeping the
coal burning stove of anti rejection stoked is dreaming of the
day they make it big enough to say no. "No I don't want to
dress up as a Giant Cherry Tomato and dive into an above ground
pool of 1000 Island Dressing for 50 bucks a show, 3 shows a day
and all the salad bar I can eat". This is known as F**k You
Money. Jerry Seinfeld just turned down five million dollars a
show for twenty two episodes. That's one hundred and ten million
dollars. Over a tenth of a billion dollars. And he said "No!"
Apparently he has enough money. Not let's be disingenuous here.
His agent would get 10% and his manager 15% off the top, which
leaves his take at $82.5 million. Then you slice away a 40% minimum
for Uncle Sam and his buds, a couple mil in expenses for necessities
like studio parking passes for Shoshonna, and we're talking a
measly 35 million net. To which he still said "No!"
He's got the syndication rights to 9 years of episodes, the endorsement
deal with American Express, and a standing offer from the Orthodontists
of America to be Spokesperson for its Tall Teeth Campaign. Jerry
Seinfeld has F**k You Money. And not only does he have it. He
used it. We're all very very proud of him. Unable to breathe,
but proud.
Will Durst doesn't want F**k You
Money. He just wants Gosh Maybe Money.
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