Saw Danny Pudi. John made felt beards. Met Danny’s mom. Alex and I ate Panda Express. Friday night, you’re alright.
Happy birthday, Dan Harmon, you beautiful fucking weirdo.
Speaking of October 19th COMMUNITY returns…well, eventually. Until then, enjoy this amazing short featuring the cast and poking some fun at the powers that be.
On Friday, at 7.30pm EST, we all start tweeting our anticipation for the coming episode, 401, with the hashtag #Darkest401.
This gives us a half-hour lead time before the episode “airs” at 8pm Eastern, which is 5pm PST and 1am GMT. Then, when 8pm/5pm/1am hits, we all start live-tweeting the #Darkest401 episode - our best reactions, jokes and references as though we were watching the brand new episode of Community we so desperately crave. Anyone watching NBC at this time should also be letting us know when the ads hit, and who’s advertising there, so we can tweet at them to let them know how “glad we are that they are supporting our favourite show, Community” (heavy British sarcasm here :P).
Between now and then, let’s spread the word as much as we can on all media available to us, but without touching the #Darkest401 tag until Friday at 7.30EST. We can do this!
To quote the audience-congratulating tag for the fake TV series’ fake broadcaster, British Television, “well done.”
This will not pacify us or sate our hunger for new Community episodes, but it is still awesome.
So I’ve been living in Chicago a week now
and things are going ok.
Heidi has not seen all of Arrested Development, Parks and Rec, or Community.
I’m living with monsters.
…I hope you understand that this is the reason I do what I do - I am, to quote Yvette Nicole Brown, a “broken” person, and to quote Hilary Winston in her first interview to work on season 1, this is a show about broken people. All of them are quite alone, some involuntarily, some by their own hand, some without realizing it, but none of them come to the study room table with the emotional advantages held by that mythical creature known as “a normal person.” There are no normal people, there are just different kinds of weird, all of it is human and all humanity is better than everything inhuman. So I urge you to keep expressing yourself as honestly as you can, and know that the backpedals and second-guesses really aren’t necessary - they don’t hurt but they’re wasting your time - because when you are truly human, as we all are, and when that is your honest message to anyone, you are beyond reproach, there is no way to screw it up. I love Abed very much, too, for the obvious reason that he’s a character able to connect with others through comparatively limited channels. I had a TV show, he has …other people’s TV shows. You have a reddit account. And maybe a bunch of other ways. And when you tell me that our show was somehow helpful to you, that it somehow inspired you to use whatever channels you have to connect yourself to others, well, water squirts out of my eyes, because there’s no higher goal a writer (or carpenter or zookeeper or bank robber) can have. So thank you. As for the idea of me never seeing what you have to say: it may often be true, but I think what the internet, which is increasingly becoming the real world, needs most, is a big fat dose of everybody assuming that EVERYBODY CAN SEE THEM. I think we have to stop using this place as a toilet or an Eyes-Wide-Shut orgy and start using it to be who we really are because I don’t see a lot of roller rinks being built and we’re running out of mountains to climb, so, better or worse, this is it, we are all entering Abed’s box now. God speed to you and follow your bliss!
Dan on Community
- Dan: We researched the kind of dogs that I might get if I was going to get a dog now that I'm fired, and uh, Community was my dog. It has sadly stopped fetching my slippers and has in fact taken to pissing on my face in my sleep and having panels at Comic Con without me, which you know iiiii ahhhh
- Erin: Dan while that was happening, how did you react?
- Dan: I started cleaning my house. Just for two days I just started moving boxes around, and I was like muttering things like *mumbles* "you hated nerds". And then I would find out I made a shelf wrong and I would just kick it across the room like AH FUCK IT AH SHIT I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE. I'm a wreck. The show broke up with me, it dumped me. You know when you dump somebody-don't "Aww" me. I mean don't do anything, you can do whatever you want, but don't feel sorry for me. I'm not saying these things to elicit pity it's a confession, I need to get this off my chest. I feel warped and bad and petty about it. Outside I smile at people and I go, you know they drive by and go "Toot toot you got fired, woah," and I go "Good morning Ralph. I guess they wanted to go in a different direction. Just taking out the trash." It's my duty, you know, to keep a smile. I am bummed out.
- Erin: It's ok to be bummed out
- Dan: I love my show. What if they took your baby, what if they came in your window, took your baby? What if they just took your baby?
- Erin: You'd probably fix up your house
- Dan: You'd probably start cleaning your house. Working on your shelving units and every once in a while you'd find out that for the third time you had the Home Depot guy cut it a tenth of an inch too long so it still doesn't fit in the fucking thing and then you just erupt into WWAHHHH SHELVING UNITS WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING FIRE ME THEN?