when all is said and done this is easily the one thing Heidecker has produced with any longevity; the parallels to modern AI are fascinating.
this is about the pinnacle of aesthetic sketch comedy. every element is perfect & not a second of it is out of place. + Rudd excels here
Whenever my normgroid (term of endearment) parents ask me how I'm doing, I just respond with a platitude, because if I were truthful, I would just sound like this
Most people don't know this, but Salvador Dalí built his entire career on tapping into his unconscious mind on purpose.
Dalí's most famous trick was a micro-nap he called "slumber with a key." He'd sit in a heavy Spanish-style armchair, head tilted back against the leather, both arms hanging completely limp off the armrests, and in his left hand he'd hold a heavy metal key pinched lightly between his thumb and forefinger.
Directly under that hand, on the floor, he'd place an upside-down plate. He'd then let himself drift into sleep. The instant he actually fell asleep, his muscles would go slack, the key would slip out of his fingers, hit the upside-down plate, and the clang would jolt him awake.
The whole nap was meant to last less than a quarter of a second. He called that half-second window the "taut and invisible wire which separates sleeping from waking," and he'd immediately sketch the hallucinations he saw in that flash.
The melting clocks, the elephants on stilts, the burning giraffes, a lot of that came straight out of those quarter-second naps. He picked the trick up from Capuchin monks and wrote it down as one of his "50 Secrets of Magic Craftsmanship."
@ttfalor Just lock in bro. Kidnap a few dozen orphans off the streets and sell their underaged bodies to some local politicians. Then use the blackmail to slowly work your way up like a hard working American. Rinse and repeat bro ✊️
Large group travel: IF WE DONT LEAVE THE HOSTEL BY 10:00 IM LIGHTING MYSELF ON FIRE AHHHHH
Small group travel: guys check out my beer mustache aha :)
Solo travel: I am the wretched refuse of the earth, cursed forever to wander with the mark of Cain blazing on my forehead