No, those aren’t all from basketball, and no those weren’t even all uttered from his mouth, but the short lesson today is that this is not a transcript service, so choice pieces of information will be displayed...and the least important details...will be tossed by the wayside in an effort to condense, inform, and summarize. Consider yourself coninformummarized. Is that a word? No. But it could be now.
He’s got some bad news for Jim……the earth is slowly losing it’s gravitational pull. Okay, not really.
Apparently Kansas is the tenth circle of hell, and they’re freaked and need him in Vegas TONIGHT.
Jay gets yet another standing ovation, which at this point, convinces me that even my sandwich bag puppet would have gotten a shout out.
My mechanical chicken is amused. And surprisingly, that’s not a euphemism.
The drama is heightened when Dan Naturman acts in a very Sean Penn-like way
Peter whispers as if he’s telling Drew he’s got an embarrassing rash, “shhh…yes, it’s the celebs and the network people AND the producers…and do you have any ointment or salve on ya?”