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Karl Malden – Epilogue at the Staples

Wednesday, July 8th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – It’s a tragedy when a youngish man dies in his prime. When an old man dies, people take it in stride. “He was old,” they say.

Karl Malden was old. He was 97 years of age when he succumbed to natural causes at his home in the Brentwood section of Los Angeles on July 1. And yet, just because he was old, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve some kind of public send-off. A memorial service, full of celebrity friends and family members.

karlmalden-pattonI decided to send my avatar-cybernaut, The Man From B.L.O.G., to scout some possible locations. And, with the current economic situation such as it is, it’s important to secure some sort of corporate funding. After all, a goodbye soireé of the kind Mr. Malden deserves will not be cheap. I could go the route of the LA City Council and party first, then ask for donations. On second thought, maybe that’s not such a good idea. I have some sponsorship ideas. But first things first.

The Los Angeles Department of Transportation (LADOT) requires adequate parking and traffic flow in order to issue the required permit. We thought it best to run a scenario on Google Maps Street View with the GE ForwardThinker plugin. This handy little setup allows us to previsualize (much better than actual visualization) certain scenarios based on time of day, projected panhandling density, street cleaning schedules and other traffic flow, etc.

karlmalden-sosfThe Staples company would surely be game to host another memorial event at one of their facilities. With the fabulous Michael Jackson service at The Staples Center still fresh in my mind, I ran the numbers on a similar (though much smaller scale) event at their art deco store in the Hair District of Miracle Mile. Right here in the neighborhood. I know that a popular event held every evening here at this Staples is the Avoid The Staples Ingress/Egress Traffic game, played by Jewish grade school students as they ride home from the academy on their bikes.

karl-malden-fedoraNext, I had the crack scenic dept. over at CBS create a giant fedora, more or less of the kind Mr. Malden was known to sport. They used construction-grade vapor-lock material. It fit perfectly (at least virtually) on top of the flying saucer portion of Staples. I’m looking into a way to make it glow at night for the week it’s supposed to be up there. A row of huge bus stop posters of Mr. Malden from his Streets of San Francisco days, mounted side by side along the Wilshire Blvd. side of the store, finished off the look.

The American Express company agreed (again, virtually) to provide a San Francisco-style Hot Pretzel cart in the parking lot, located at the rear of the store. If you want a free pretzel, all you have to do is say “I left home without them” and those little magic words will work their charm. They will also give you a credit application for a gold card with a pre-denied stamp right on the form. Just write through the red stamp ink. Amex and Mr. Malden go way back, to a time in the mid 70′s when he began what would become a hugely successful series of TV ads for their travelers cheques. They started off, “Do you know who I am?”, and ended with “Don’t let a thief spoil your vacation. Get American Express Travelers Cheques. Don’t leave home without them.” Johnny Carson famously had a lot of fun at the expense (and to the delight) of Karl Malden, bulbous rubber nose and all. We’ll miss you, Karl.

Credits: The original Staples photo is from Google Maps Street View. The hat is from an eBay listing. The crane is of unknown origin (from my files). That’s Karl Malden as General Omar Bradley in Patton. The Karl Malden poster image is from a publicity shot from The Streets of San Francisco. The Epilogue in the title comes from the old Quinn Martin Production shows. On each bumper back into the show (from a commercial break), viewers would see the act number. Act I, Act IV, etc. Epilogue of course was the final act and these act designations were on most if not all QM Productions.

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If They Merged: Halliburton and AIG

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – Today I present a new feature here on B.L.O.G., called If They Merged. It is a tribute, homage, or some may say a direct ripoff of the Late Night with Conan O’Brien regular bit-hit, If They Mated (which, as far as I have seen, has yet to premiere on the new Tonight Show. Watch for a huge response from the audience when it does make its return). Here’s how the new bit would start off:

HOST: These are difficult economic times. Everyone is under a tremendous amount of financial stress. Not only individuals, but businesses too are feeling the pinch. We here at [POPULAR LATE NIGHT TALK SHOW] are here to help, to do our part. We’ve used the vast resources of our parent company to construct a machine that scours the business landscape for likely merger candidates. We’ve been calling it the MergerTron.

SIDEKICK: Sort of a Match Dot Com, only for businesses.

fiasco-headHOST: That’s right. EXACTLY like a Match Dot Com for business. It’s also very similar to our If They Mated technology. We find the most likely partners, those that could receive the most benefit from pooling their resources, and CRASH them together with the MergerTron. Just like the graphic, which cost a whopping $5. The graphic reminds us that we tried a test merger with Fiat and Chrysler, with mixed results. Thankfully, they were able to right that ship and sail on, hopefully to calmer waters. Things are going fine with them so far.

Let’s get started. Here are some potential candidates for the new and improved MergerTron.

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HOST: Everyone knows the huge company, Halliburton. The large energy company, used to be headed by Dick Cheney; you know the company. Their slogan is Solutions For Today’s Energy Challenges. Well, they’re not really in any trouble, but we have another company in mind which we think would make a beneficial pairing. Sort of a win-win.

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HOST: That’s right. Controversial insurance giant and recipient of government bailout money, AIG. Their slogan– and this is not made up (I swear): Moving Forward, Protecting Customers, Repaying Taxpayers. Really, it’s on their website. The new company? What did the MergerTron spit out?

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HOST: Presenting the new company, HAIG. Today’s Solution For Challenging Movements. See? It really works. I’m not sure what the new slogan means, but there’s that picture from 1981 where Al Haig announces “I’m in control here” after the Reagan assassination attempt. It was the latest picture we could find. [singing:] Nothing is as funny as a 30-year-old reference.

Okay, for our next pairing, we…

Credits: The Alexander Haig photo from his “I’m in control here” press conference is from the Reagan Archives at The University of Texas. Conan picture is an NBC Photo by Paul Drinkwater.

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Fiasco

Friday, June 12th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3DETROIT – The New York Times reported Wednesday that the Fiat-Chrysler alliance has been completed, thus ending Chrysler’s 42-day trip through bankruptcy courts. We here at B.L.O.G. wish only the best both for the new company, plus the thousands of employees affected by the hundreds of dealers forced to close their doors as part of the deal. We just can’t help having a little fun at the new company’s expense.

fiascho-originalsThe originals used in making this toy-like monstrosity are a base ’57 Fiat 500 with ’58 Chrysler 300 front and rear ends. If you’d like to see some more Chrysler-Fiat 300-500-main-title1sillyness, please check out my late night talk show game (which masquerades as a creative introduction of Artie Lange if he were a guest on the faux show). The post and the game are called “The Which Is Which? Game”, 300 vs. 500. Here are a couple of teaser frames:

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Credits: The ’58 Chrysler 300 front end and tail fins are from an old Chrysler promotional photo and I got it at milkmandan.com. The base ’57 Fiat 500 was lifted straight from netcarshow.com. They have some wonderful wallpapers and I encourage you to visit them. The FIASCO logo is based on the modern FIAT logo. Credits for the “Which is Which?” graphics can be found at that post.

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A Public Apology to Wayne Knight

Friday, June 12th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – I once unwittingly mocked a man, literally behind his back, in a most despicable way. I was humiliated, and can only imagine he was as well. This post is an attempt to explain my actions, and in so doing to offer my sincerest and most belated apology. It’s a little wordy, and may be best told live and in person, but I’m taking a crack at putting it down on pixels. If you don’t read the whole bloody thing (and I won’t blame you if you don’t), be sure to at least check out the California Canteen restaurant (scene of the incident), in the Cahuenga Pass, very near Universal City. It’s a great place to eat after you see The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien in person.

apology-knight-basicinstincThink back to the late ’90s and imagine you are the great comedic actor, Wayne Knight. Newman from Seinfeld. You have achieved success in comedy, but you are also known as one of the detectives on the receiving end of the Sharon Stone apology-knight-jurassicleg-crossing upskirt shot from Basic Instinct, as one of the velociraptor victims in Jurassic Park, plus many other roles. Your successful run on Seinfeld has just ended, and you are on top of the world. Your future is very bright.

You’re having a lovely dinner at a nice restaurant with your lady friend/special lady. You reveal to her that there’s a break coming up in your schedule and you can in fact take that trip to Maui with her after all. Her mood brightens and that buoys your own mood, and THEN– some blowhard sitting behind you loudly sings out: “There’s that fat guy from Sein-feld!” (to the cadence and tune of the military marching song “I don’t know but I’ve been told…” You know, the one that always ends with “One, two, three, four; one two– THREE FOUR!”). Your lady consoles you, urging you not to confront the interloper. “Just let it go, Wayne.”

I am that blowhard-interloper.

About ten years ago, I met my friend, Kurt, for dinner one night after work. I was freelancing for NBC On-air Promotions at the time, and Kurt had just left NBC for someplace else. We gathered at the delicious and reasonably-priced California Canteen restaurant on Caheunga Blvd. West, at Barham Blvd. in the Cahuenga Pass. It’s roughly between Burbank and Universal City.

At some point during dinner, conversation naturally turned to the goings-on at NBC. Kurt was curious about his old workplace. I told him about a promo I was working on. It was for the May sweeps, and featured a funny song written by an NBC Promo Producer. Part of the promo and song was for the movie Jurassic Park, which was making its broadcast debut on NBC.

Nearly all of our conversation was conducted using our inside voices. Perfectly normal. “Yeah, Kurt, it’s a silly song, but has some funny moments. I did an effects shot using Newman from Seinfeld, except it’s from Jurassic Park. You know, the scene where it’s raining, he slips down a muddy hill and then he’s attacked by velociraptors.” I turned up my volume, singing: “There’s that fat guy from Sein-feld!” Ever so briefly, but loudly enough that people within a table or two of us in the uncrowded restaurant could easily hear me. Volume back down now: “You know, the usual stuff. So what have you been up to?”

We continued our dinner and conversation. When coffee arrived a short time later, I turned in my chair to face right (just to change positions and stretch my legs). In my peripheral field of vision I could now see the person sitting behind me, his back to mine. I can’t explain it, but alarms started going off. My spidey sense was tingling. It was almost like the Arnold POV shot in The Terminator, all bathed in red with call-outs identifying friend or foe. There was a call-out typing out in my mind, pointing to the man sitting behind me. WAYNE KN_

I couldn’t see the person’s face, but I could tell it was a man. A large man. Was the call-out correct? Could it be? I stole a couple of slightly prolonged glances right at him, then turned around and leaned into Kurt, slightly panicked. “Is that Wayne Knight sitting behind me?” I was pointing at my chest, trying to gesture through myself. Kurt did a subtle, slow bob left and then right, looking around me.

Glumly: “Yes. Yes it is.”

Ooh boy. I didn’t know what to do. He must think I was mocking him. Should I acknowledge him and offer my sincerest apologies? Or should I just pretend the whole miserable thing didn’t happen? I chose the path of least resistance and did nothing. We slunk out of the restaurant a few minutes later. As a sad footnote, I realized the next day during work that the line I sang out wasn’t even correct. The correct line was “And there is that guy from Sein-feld!” Not even a mention of the word “fat”. Mr. Knight, I sincerely apologize. At least Larry David would understand.

Credits: This is a true story, except for my recreation of Mr. Knight’s side of the conversation (I didn’t actually hear any part of it). The base picture on the title graphic is my own photo of the Canteen, but of course it is heavily treated and doesn’t really look like an Arnold Terminator POV shot from the original movie, or a New Orleans bordello. The actual restaurant is warm and inviting, and can be found online at CaliforniaCanteen.com. It is my favorite restaurant in LA. Here it is on Google Maps.

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The Monrovia Connection

Monday, June 1st, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3MONROVIA, CA – Well, we here at B.L.O.G. are taking a little break from the shameless promotion business. By we, I mean of course the royal we, and we’ve been quite busy of late. It was a swing and a miss at trying to get on board The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, at least for now. An insider tip had me smelling blood, and I tried to go in for the kill with the electronic equivalent of standing on the corner with a twirling arrow and a bikini girl. Perhaps I should have tried the real equivalent. Anyway, besides the Rated “O” for Obsequious posts right here on B.L.O.G., there were emails to contacts at the peacock, the show itself, the union (more on that possibly later), Twitter-stalking, and every trick up my sleeve – but all proved fruitless thus far. I tried, but we failed. Thanks to all four of YOU, my loyal audience. Moving on, at least for now.

While I was away on my Please Hire Me Conan tour, I did get some information from my buddy, Todd, regarding The Tercel Thief incident. It’s a bit of a good news/bad news tale. His car was found, but was essentially being held hostage by the towing company. For those of you in the dark about the original incident, you can read the color photo-illustrated, made-for-B.L.O.G. version here. In a nutshell, Todd’s ’86 Toyota Tercel was stolen from his nice LA neighborhood in the middle of the night.

man-from-blog-smrefYou might recall that at the time, I was able to send my Man from B.L.O.G. avatar/cybernaut back through the space-time continuum (with the help of Raytheon and Google Maps Street View) to see what I could see. What I saw turned out to be a bit of a red herring.

It was not, as I/we thought at the time: someone looking to replace, say, their driver’s side door with a working version. No, it looks like something more sinister. As a matter of fact, let’s go there now, to the scene of the discovery, to 3333 Peck Rd., Monrovia, California.

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And… ZOOP! Okay. There’s Todd’s car – and good! It hasn’t been towed yet. The place is kind of drab, don’t you think? The whole area looks vaguely familiar. It really makes me think of some, some, so… I’m sensing a slightbendinthefabricoftime… Someone or someTHING is trying to tell me something. Wait!

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Holy Sh*t! I knew I’d seen this place before. Better get the hell out of here – NOW!

Man! That was close! Okay, I’m back on Peck Rd., Monrovia, but Todd’s car is GONE. Who is that walking over? Is it a Beastie Boy?

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No, it’s a local P.D. detective! What’s that, detective? Your friend’s car was towed. Yes, I know, but to where? 812 N. Azusa Ave. The towing yard, I see. Okay, well I guess I– he’s already walking away. Hmm. Let’s see. Stolen from Hancock Park, driven to Monrovia, parked in front of an auto dismantling operation. There’s got to be a clue in there somewhere. Now I’m learning, through my microwave relay to the present, that the towing company is wanting an exorbitant amount of money to get the car back. That just seems wr– HOLD IT! There’s an odd little man lurking and pointing at me!

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He’s walking over. Funny little guy. He says his name is Gary, and he has “digs”. No, he corrects himself, he meant to say “dibs”.

On what? On the car. How can you have dibs on the car? The driver’s m’buddy! I run this junk yard. Do you like ham? Yes, but let’s get back to the car. They’re here all the time. What do you mean? What are ‘here all the time’? They just show up’s all. Police come by, write stuff down. I always get dibs!

What a strange little man. And an even stranger tale he unwittingly helps to weave. Let’s review:

  1. Car is stolen.
  2. Car is driven 60 miles to an auto dismantling yard in the middle of the night and parked.
  3. A week later, someone calls in to report the abandoned vehicle.
  4. Police take a report, call in towing company under contract to the municipality.
  5. Police notify victim that their car has been located. Stage-chuckles politely at victim’s requisite “they got us working in shifts” Big Lebowski reference. Gives victim phone number to towing company anyway.
  6. Towing company initially plays role of understanding and caring uncle to the victim.
  7. Towing company quickly changes tone to bill collector and demands hundreds of dollars in towing and storage fees. Sends angry letter with invoice to victim.
  8. Victim notices the dibs to “Junkyard” Gary indicated right on the invoice.
  9. Mexican standoff ensues. Either way, victim loses. Gary and the towing company win. But does anyone else?

Wow. If this wasn’t a crime synopsis I would swear it looks like an outline for a super business plan. Perhaps I’ll have more information next time. Stay tuned! And watch The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, premiering tonight, June 1 (rated “O”, I know, but I really will be watching).

UPDATE 6/3: This is a true (and outrageous) story. I have used a heaping portion of creative license to help outline it in an entertaining way. Credits: The Falafel’s Drive In sign is courtesy IvyMike on flickr. The background, undoctored image is in fact from Google Maps Street View. The cop was swiped directly from the great Climate Change Social Change blog, which I heartily endorse and encourage you to visit.

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The Which is Which? Game

Monday, April 27th, 2009

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paragraph-spacer3LOS ANGELES – This post is a late night comedy show segment pitch, seen here for the first time exclusively on B.L.O.G. It is for a segment called The Which is Which? Game, and could serve as a guest introduction for a comedy figure especially, or a celebrity with a good sense of humor at least. The idea is to take a funny fact, even one that is slightly embarrassing (and perhaps has been in the public consciousness recently), create an outrageous juxtaposition with that fact as the grain of truth, then work backwards to find other related juxtapositions. Wow, it sounds complicated. No, that’s just my bamboozling writing style. Look at the pictures.

Background for this example: Artie Lange, of the Howard Stern show on Sirius/XM, has ballooned to 300 lbs. and has had a couple of weigh-ins as part of that show. He is based in New York and has been a frequent guest on both Letterman’s Late Show and Conan’s Late Night shows. He will be making appearances soon to promote the paperback version of his best selling book. The following is a sample bit of dialogue between a fictional HOST and CO-HOST to show how these graphics might play in a game/introduction. If you don’t want to read through the entire script, you should be able to follow along just from the pictures.

HOST: We have a new game tonight! A little something we like to call The Which is Which? Game. Roll it, [DIRECTOR].

GFX: ANIMATION PLAYS. ‘THE WHICH IS WHICH? GAME’ ANIMATES ON TO LIVE MUSICAL ACCOMPANIMENT. BASE ANIMATION HAS ELABORATE PRODUCTION VALUE, CHYRON WIPES ON TO REVEAL THE SPECIFIC: ‘300 vs. 500‘ (SIMPLY RENDERED).

HOST: 300 vs. 500 edition. [SLOWLY]: 300… 500, [CO-HOST]. Which is which.

CO-HOST: 300 vs. 500. Which is which. Got it.

HOST: Thank you, [MUSICIANS]. In this game, we are given a set of facts and are shown two objects. We then have to decide which facts belong to which objects. Which is which. Sounds simple, eh? Boy, this could go either way. Don’t you think, [CO-HOST]? Alright, let’s give it a shot. Show us the first slide, [DIRECTOR].

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Ooo, it’s a shot of space. [TEXT TYPES ON TO MATCH HOST'S READ] Here are two distant galaxies. One is 300 million light years away, the other is 500 million light years away. See? 300 vs. 500. Which is which? Hmm. I have no idea. What do you think, [CO-HOST]?

CO-HOST: I don’t have a clue either.

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HOST: Let’s see the answer.

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GFX: QUESTION TEXT WIPES OFF – LEFT GALAXY IS WIPED OFF AS RIGHT GALAXY SHRINKS DOWN IN SIZE (MOVES FARTHER AWAY FROM CAMERA – SFX: SLIDE WHISTLE). JUST AS RIGHT GALAXY SETTLES, WE SEE LEFT GALAXY RE-ENTER THE PICTURE, OBVIOUSLY CLOSER TO US THAN RIGHT GALAXY. ANSWER TEXT ANIMATES (TYPES) ON. THIS ALL HAPPENS QUICKLY.

HOST: Ah, Stephan’s Quintet is 300 million light years away. Of course, Baby Boom is 500 million light years away. Interesting, [CO-HOST]. I don’t know how funny it is, but it is interesting.

CO-HOST: I had no idea. They’re both really far away. I can’t even imagine it.

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HOST: Okay, I get it now. I’m ready for the next slide, [DIRECTOR].

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Ah, a couple of cars, [CO-HOST]. [AS BEFORE, TEXT TYPES ON TO MATCH THE READ] These are two car models from the proposed Fiat/Chrysler alliance. You know they’re in the news now, [CO-HOST]?

CO-HOST: Seems I’ve heard something about it recently, yes. Very topical.

HOST: [CHUCKLES AT THE INANITY OF IT ALL]. One is designated the 300, the other is the 500. Which is which? Hmm. I know a little about cars. I’m gonna say the big one is the 500 and the little one is the 300. Doesn’t that make sense, [CO-HOST]?

CO-HOST: That’s the obvious choice, [HOST]. But it could be a trick.

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HOST: [LAUGHS] Yes, [CO-HOST], a trick! No, I’m sticking with my answer. [DIRECTOR], show the good people that I am in the right here!

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GFX: CUTOUT CARS SPIN AROUND EACH OTHER (IN AN OBVIOUSLY FAKE AND CHEESY WAY – SFX: PARTY FAVOR RATCHETING NOISEMAKER) SEVERAL TIMES AND END UP EQUIDISTANT FROM THE CAMERA. ANSWER TEXT ANIMATES (TYPES) ON, (AS BEFORE) VERY QUICKLY.

HOST: Boy was I wrong! You were right, [CO-HOST]! We were tricked. The big Chrysler is actually the 300, and the diminutive Fiat is the 500! It’s apparently also called La Cinquecento. How are we supposed to know that? Is that a bonus, [CO-HOST]?

CO-HOST: [CHUCKLES] I don’t know. I just don’t know how we’re supposed to know that. Diminutive, yes. Doesn’t make any sense.

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HOST: Alright. Time for the next slide. Remember, they appear to be getting trickier, so if you’re playing at home, keep that in mind!

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[SURPRISED CHUCKLE]. Wow, isn’t that a cute scene. Very pleasant. And isn’t that Artie Lange?

CO-HOST: Yes, that appears to be Artie Lange reclining against a polar bear. They both seem to be very comfortable.

HOST: [LAUGHS] [TEXT TYPES ON TO MATCH THE READ] These are two slumbering giants. I don’t think I want to see what happens in the next frame. Things could get ugly. One weighs 300 lbs., the other over 500. Over 500, [CO-HOST]!

CO-HOST: Well, they’re slumbering giants. What would you expect?

HOST: Which is which? They’re both – they’re both… BIG!

CO-HOST: We have been fooled before! How do we figure this one out? And look: Artie is holding a copy of his book.

HOST: Yes he is! Let’s settle this once and for all.

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[CUT TO SHOT OF HOST AT DESK]

HOST: Ladies and gentlemen: his book debuted in the number one position on the New York Times Best Seller list and will be out in paperback this Tuesday, June 2.

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Please welcome… Artie Lange!

GFX: GRAPHIC FROM OPEN AGAIN, THIS TIME AS TALENT REVEAL TRANSITION. TITLE TYPE MOVES UP, CURTAINS PART AND MOVE OUT TO REVEAL LIVE SHOT OF ARTIE LANGE WALKING OUT TO HIS THEME SONG. HE IS WALKING ALONGSIDE A MAN IN A POLAR BEAR COSTUME. THE BEAR SHOWS HIM TO HIS SEAT, THEN LEAVES.

HOST: ARTIE LANGE, everybody!

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