tim heidecker is a giant douche...why am I not surprised?
ah, well, if he's getting paid to be a giant douche, then it's ok!
So just to clarify, you watched a video made by a guy who professionally trolls on a regular basis and just believed it actually took place as reality with a guy he used to work with on Tom Goes To The Mayor?
The Comedy's awesome, actually one of the best movies I saw last year. It's more like "Less Than Zero" than "Tim and Eric," which works. Heidecker is a really good actor, especially as some entitled Williamsburg hipster manchild living in the candy shoppe of existence.
Then again, it made me laugh more than "Billion Dollar Movie" did.
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This is how I think every day is in Los Angeles. Last time I was down there it was on a small westcoast tour with my (then) band. After spending an extra 0 on airfare because of my stupid keyboard and getting stuck in Inglewood at some German-themed restaurant that only served Pizza, waiting for the rest of the band to show up because we took separate flights from SLC and I wanted to smoke a cigarette. We finally get to the house we're staying at in Los Feliz aaaaaand nobody's there. Coyotes are howling all around us and all the bars and restaurants are closed at this point except for the House of Pies. We wait at the House of Pies for like 2 fucking hours and of course there's no liquor at the House of fucking Pies. The whole time we're texting the person in question whose house we're supposed to crash and rehearse in (also the headliner, nice enough guy) and he finally gets back to us at around 1:30 in the morning saying "oh hey guys I'm in Santa Monica! You should come kick it with me!" We're exhausted, hands full of musical equipment and backpacks, and Santa Monica is at least 45 minutes away going 60. House of Pies is about to close, and we're most likely going to get eaten by wild dogs.
Oh yeah. I forgot to finish it. So anyway we don't get eaten by wild dogs; there was a lighted patio and he finally gets home at around 4am and lets us in. Of course there's no extra beds so we just sleep on the floor.. next day before the show I go check out the venue, and Jeff Goldblum's sitting at the bar. I was told that his jazz band plays there about once a week. There's like 2 other people in the bar not including wait staff so I sit a couple of chairs away and just casually wave and then sit one chair closer and just kind of say "hi.." not trying to be weird or anything. He's like the nicest guy on the planet and I tell him about the show (in this case it was a benefit for School of Rock Afghanistan, the lead singer's main project, and also the reason why we don't play that often because he spends most of his time in Kabul.) I order a shot of whiskey and get the courage to tell him about the "television" show I'm writing and how we hope to pitch it for Adult Swim (at this point we're being more realistic and probably starting with Funny or Die, but anyway) he thinks it's really clever. I tell him if he ever wants to be on the show it'd be an honor, and he gave me his Twitter. The thing about Twitter is.. well it's twitter. If he wanted to stay in active contact at that point he would've given me an e-mail address or a contact to a script reader, so the Twitter thing basically means "not interested at this time, but put some stuff on my twitter page anyway.
Goldblum attended the show that night though, which was cool.
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Glad to know Goldblum is cool. It must be really confusing being famous and always recognized by strangers.
im getting really sick of fake twitter confrontations
Ironically, Tim and Eric finally got their show (Tom goes to the Mayor) by incessantly sending Bob Odenkirk VHS tapes of their early work. He eventually gave in, and the rest is.. I guess semi-mediocre-comedy-history.
ok i see what they were doing now and so here's that other *
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