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Since I've been in such a Star Trek mood as of late and what with the lurgy, I mean, swine flu fearmongering going around, I thought it would be a perfect time to post the Eddie Izzard Star Trek skit from "Unrepeatable." And then I realized I posted it in September. So, um, if you feel like reading it, go follow the Eddie Izzard tag and look for the Akadriver is a tasty meat snack entry. :)

So. There's a Shakespeare meme going around - basically, you see the meme in your friend's list, you quote Shakespeare. While I may do that meme, I do not have any Shakespeare to hand. So I present Christopher Walken doing Shakespeare. Or, more accurately, Eddie Izzard doing an impression of Michael Gaston who is doing an impression of Christopher Walken doing Shakespeare. Confused yet?

( Cut for your protection )

And just as an aside, when we saw Eddie in Cleveland, he did that bit punctuated with many Christopher Walken-sounding "Wow-wuh" sounds. It didn't make it to the tape and it should have, damnit.

Found at Cake or Death: An Eddie Izzard Site
And done because it's that much closer to Halloween, which makes me think of ghosts which makes me...oh, just read it!

“We will now sing hymn 405, "Oh God, What on Earth Is My Hairdo All About?" ( drearily )"Oh God, what on earth is my hai-airdo..."

There's something weird, something phenomenally dreary about Christian singing. The Gospel singers are the only singers that just go crazy, joyous and it's fucking amazing! And it's born out of kidnapping, imprisonment, slavery, murder, all of that - and this joyous singing! And the Church of England, well, all those sort of Christian religions, which is mainly Caucasian white people, with all the power and money - enough power and money to make Solomon blush, and they're all singing, ( dirge-like ) "Oh, God, our hope in ages past, our hope for years..." They're the only groups of people that could sing, "Hallelujah" without feeling like it's a "Hallelujah!" thing. ( drearily ) "Hallelujah, hallelujah, joyfully we lark about." It's just not kicking, is it? God must be up there going, "What on Earth is that?" God, who is James Mason.

(Imitating Mason ) "What on earth is that, Jesus? Jesus Christ! What on earth is that?"

"Don't take my name in vain, Dad!"

"Jeezy Creezy, what on Earth is that?"

"Don't call me Jeezy Creezy! Look Dad, I went down there, I taught 'em to be hang out, be groovy, drink a bit of wine, they split into different groups!

You've got the Catholics, the Protestants, the Jesuits, the Methodists, the Evangelicals, the free Presbyterians, the locked up Presbyterians... the Quakers, the Bakers, the Candlestick Makers... The Mormons are from Mars, Dad, we've had that checked out."

"And what does the Holy Ghost think of all this?"

"Oh, he's useless, Dad. Got a sheet over his head these days."

( spookily ) "Oh... Holy Ghost! Holy Ghost... Holy Ghost!"

"Holy Ghost, this is not an episode of Scooby Doo!"

"I would have succeeded if it wasn't for those pesky God and Jesus fellows!"

And a meme, LJ cut for your protection and stolen from ravenhart. Thanks Rave! :)

( Eddie Meme )

"And we end up in a swimming pool, and I'm doing splashy splashy with this girl I really fancy. And she's doing splashy splashy back and I'm going, "Fucking ‘ell, splashy back!" You know, ‘cause splashy splashy is the aquatic equivalent of "Do you want a cup of coffee?" Right? So splashy splashy's going well and I suddenly think, “I know! I'll turn around, I'll do swimmy swimmy, and then maybe she'll do swimmy swimmy too in a kind of chase me-chase me way and then we'd do catchy catchy and underwater sexy sexy!” But I was so elated that splashy splashy was actually working that I just swam like a boy chased by sharky-sharky! I swam, and I swam and I swam, and I was in Egypt when they caught up to me! And that's a long way from England. ‘cause it goes England, Venezuela, Beirut, Africa, Cincinnati, Hanging Gardens of Babylon... It's near Switzerland. So, yeah, it was just… it wasn't working."

- Eddie Izzard, "Dress to Kill", transcript at Cake or Death: An Eddie Izzard Site

Was FABULOUS! And it appears I am not the only birthday girl out there who thought the perfect present was to go see Eddie. There were some really great bits to the show, but as I only got back in town yesterday my brain is still scrambled from the trip. So I spent the weekend in Cleveland. So what?

Doesn't help that work's busy. I will try to organize thoughts. Saturday was fun too. But nothing compares to actually meeting Eddie. And asking him very nicely to sign it Happy Birthday. I knew they said that he wasn't going to sign names. But he asked my name, so. :)

Must. Find. Scanner. :)

Ooh. I'm still all gooey.

No. I have nothing to say really. Except I'm seeing Eddie Izzard in Cleveland in October!! Woot!

October is such a great word. Yell it at a passing person sometime. See what they do.

October!!