Dateline: Wednesday, February 26, 2003 approximately 7:15 PM EST. I'm sitting in the Burritoville on Chambers Street waiting for my Fogged in in Oregon burrito to be made. All of a sudden, I am face-to-face with celebrity actor and musician Jack Black. Because of his perpetually disheveled look, I was unable to place him immediately as a celebrity. I knew I recognized his face, but initially thought he might have been some loser I knew from high school (my high school being just down the block, after all. Stuyvesant is incidentally the alma mater of other musical misfits, such as the Beastie Boys and Thelonious Monk). My impertinent stare drew an annoyed look back from the harried seeming Mr. Black.
Unanswered questions remain: Where was Kyle Gass? Why, for the love of God, didn't he order a burrito?
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i'd wager that the funniest of all Saturday Night Live episodes in the last two years was ">the one with Jack Black. There were so many hilarious bits, but the Happy Birthday song in the last half hour was so balls out funny that it just sticks in my head sometimes.
Are you kidding me? The Jack Black one sucked, I thought. He was trying to be cooler than he is.
do you know where i can find a download of that sketch?
Um, actually the Beastie Boys didn't go to Stuyvesant. Sorry to break the news. It was a blow to all of us. http://spectator.stuy.edu/display.cgi?id=199
Explains it all.
Um, actually the Beastie Boys didn't go to Stuyvesant. Sorry to break the news. It was a blow to all of us. http://spectator.stuy.edu/display.cgi?id=199
Explains it all.