1. How do you get your
Every morning our condo crier gallops up to the lobby, rings his handbell, shouts “Oyez!,” and declaims the headlines.
2. What’s the biggest story the media has missed this year? (Or last week)?
If the media hadn’t been so busy serving its own base commercial self-interest, it might have spent more time promoting my new book What to Expect When You’re Expected: A Fetus’s Guide to the First Three Trimesters, available October 13.
3. “Either, Or” Question: (you gotta pick one!):
Leno or CSI?
As a comedy writer, when I come home after a long day, the last thing I want to see is more comedy. So Leno.
Glenn Beck or Beatles Rock Band?
Glenn Beck, but only from his innocent pre-Maharishi days.
“I AM GOING TO SHOVE THIS FUCKING BALL DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT!” or “YOU LIE!”?
As a pre-coital remark, both seem equally mood-killing.
Emmys or Oscars?
Nobels. Don’t pigeonhole me, Sklar.
Stewart or Colbert?
Ah, trying to play “Gotcha!”, are we? Well, I won’t fall for it. Both men are talentless frauds.
4. Are you on Twitter? Describe yourself in 140 characters or less:
I am a comedy writer with a decidedly antidisestablishmentarian bent, free of pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, who… dammit!
5. Our usual question here is, “Are you nervous or excited about the future of Journalism?” You may, if you choose, elect “
Excited. I believe that with regards to musical theater, somethin’s comin’; and, by all accounts, that somethin’ is good.
Learn more about Javerbaum and his book here, and if you didn’t get that last line, educate yourself here. Oh, and follow him on Twitter as an unborn fetus here.