1. Our annual Chriskwaanzukkah trailer park musical extravaganza opens tomorrow night at One Eyed Jacks–which would explain (a) why I’ve been so quiet lately, and (b) why I’ve been giggling to myself. I won’t give away all our secrets, but picture this: a Christmas-themed semi-retarded biker-girl striptease and an all-Jew version of “Devil Went Down to Georgia”. Intrigued? Well, grab some tickets, woman! We ain’t just doin’ this for our health….

2. Somehow, between the singing and the DJing and the recording and the mixing, my sister found time to create a couple of new videos.

The Adventures of Fou Fou the Poodle #1
The Adventures of Fou Fou the Poodle #2

My theory? Comic sensibilities are genetic. Another theory: poodles are made for mockery. A third? Vicki Lawrence and Linda Hunt are the same person. I mean, have you ever seen them together?

3. Other titbits that recently raised one or both of my eyebrows: the New York Times has given a mild but firm low-grade bitchslap to a certain food writer from GQ, and the ultra-super-mega-hardcore Taliban–who’ve brought the world such memorable hits as “Public Executions of Women Who Wear Pants” and “No Fag is too Young for Hanging”–recently admitted it has a problem with man-boy love within its ranks. And as we all know, admitting that you have a problem is the first step toward being stoned to death.