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captainsblogWorked out today, mp3 safely in hand. Not so much in ear, though. Why do they design the damn earbuds like miniature seashells so they never quite stick inside?
Anyway. I finished last weekend's Wait Wait (not all that funny, since with Obama coming in they're apparently not allowed to make fun of the president anymore), then went on to my most recently downloaded This American Life- one which I knew, from the episode number, to be a rerun. The theme was "matchmaking," and while I didn't recognize the first story, about an Afghan couple's unarranged marriage being pre-empted by an arranged one, the second one sounded real familiar. It concerned a neurotic Orthodox Jewish woman from Brooklyn and her fascination with kidney transplants for people she didn't know. The words were different, though, and it turned out I'd previously heard an even earlier episode where this woman, equally neurotic at the time, donated one of her own kidneys to a totally different stranger- managing not to tell her mother of her mitzvah until after she'd done it. The rerun I just heard spoke of her continuing efforts to get others to donate to strangers, including her own brother doing so.
By the time this was done, I was on to cardio and in need of something different. It came in the form of a story of Middleton dolls being sold at FAO Schwarz, by a "nurse"-playing actress who was required by the part to take the whole "just like real babies" deal terribly seriously, at least officially. The story gets funny when (a) a run on the things is caused by a sudden appearance of the "adoption clinic" on MTV, clearing out all the white babies, and (b) the actress recounts her experiences with "Baby Nevins"- the broken, malformed, frightening but, somehow, acceptably white floor sample who was supposed to be the center of their attention when they weren't selling actual Just Like Real Babies on this very white black market.
None of which does her story, or her delivery, any justice. You can hear the tale here, on the author's website, midway down on the right labeled "Babies Buying Babies."
Author?!?, I hear you reply with puzzlement. Well, yes. The actress-babymangler's name is Elna Baker, and in addition to doing comedy all over New York based on experiences like this, she is about to be published by Penguin later this year, her debut book being titled The New York Regional Mormon Singles Halloween Dance.
Needless to say, this begs a question among one or two of you as to whether you are acquainted with this muse, or if you were, in fact, at said dance.
I'm so anxious to know, I'd donate a kidney, but that would not be the best of moves, seeing how I only have one.
Anyway. I finished last weekend's Wait Wait (not all that funny, since with Obama coming in they're apparently not allowed to make fun of the president anymore), then went on to my most recently downloaded This American Life- one which I knew, from the episode number, to be a rerun. The theme was "matchmaking," and while I didn't recognize the first story, about an Afghan couple's unarranged marriage being pre-empted by an arranged one, the second one sounded real familiar. It concerned a neurotic Orthodox Jewish woman from Brooklyn and her fascination with kidney transplants for people she didn't know. The words were different, though, and it turned out I'd previously heard an even earlier episode where this woman, equally neurotic at the time, donated one of her own kidneys to a totally different stranger- managing not to tell her mother of her mitzvah until after she'd done it. The rerun I just heard spoke of her continuing efforts to get others to donate to strangers, including her own brother doing so.
By the time this was done, I was on to cardio and in need of something different. It came in the form of a story of Middleton dolls being sold at FAO Schwarz, by a "nurse"-playing actress who was required by the part to take the whole "just like real babies" deal terribly seriously, at least officially. The story gets funny when (a) a run on the things is caused by a sudden appearance of the "adoption clinic" on MTV, clearing out all the white babies, and (b) the actress recounts her experiences with "Baby Nevins"- the broken, malformed, frightening but, somehow, acceptably white floor sample who was supposed to be the center of their attention when they weren't selling actual Just Like Real Babies on this very white black market.
None of which does her story, or her delivery, any justice. You can hear the tale here, on the author's website, midway down on the right labeled "Babies Buying Babies."
Author?!?, I hear you reply with puzzlement. Well, yes. The actress-babymangler's name is Elna Baker, and in addition to doing comedy all over New York based on experiences like this, she is about to be published by Penguin later this year, her debut book being titled The New York Regional Mormon Singles Halloween Dance.
Needless to say, this begs a question among one or two of you as to whether you are acquainted with this muse, or if you were, in fact, at said dance.
I'm so anxious to know, I'd donate a kidney, but that would not be the best of moves, seeing how I only have one.
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Date: 2009-01-24 09:58 pm (UTC)Pretty funny stuff.