A Little Seaweed Makes Larry Bananas

Larry goes bonkers after eating a piece of seaweed foisted on him by Dr. Chris right before we record this episode. Then Larry recites “Alone” by Edgar Allan Poe and we also hear about Larry’s fondness for the movies of Penelope Ann Miller.

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Show Credits

Producer: Colonel Jeff Fox

Audio Engineer: Dr. Chris Laxamana

5 Comments

  • Larry Pal

    Suggestion for the Poetry Corner

    This is among the most romantic poems of all time. The first 4 or 6 lines among the best EVER WRITTEN. It was recited quickly in Dead Poets Society too. Maybe Larry should wait for Valentines Day or his wife’s birthday for this one:

    She Walks in Beauty

    BY LORD BYRON

    She walks in beauty, like the night

    Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

    And all that’s best of dark and bright

    Meet in her aspect and her eyes;

    Thus mellowed to that tender light

    Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

    One shade the more, one ray the less,

    Had half impaired the nameless grace

    Which waves in every raven tress,

    Or softly lightens o’er her face;

    Where thoughts serenely sweet express,

    How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

    And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

    So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

    The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

    But tell of days in goodness spent,

    A mind at peace with all below,

    A heart whose love is innocent!

    I sent a joke a while back, the 3 guys who get a 2nd chance on earth, remember? Would love to hear from you guys, I mean, I’m trying! Bc I like the show so much!

  • Lloyd Woodall

    Larry,

    Just last week I was thinking of writing you. I was very fondly remembering one of my favorite Magic Movie Moments: your role in “Pretty Woman.” I absolutely love the shopping sequence of the film! Each time I think of your part in the movie, it brings a great big smile to my face. It made me think of a (perhaps corny) musical question for the boy tenor: “Who ordered the pizza!?”

    For the record, I think it was Tovah…

    Please keep up the great entertainment. You, Colonel Jeff, and Doctor Chris have been bringing me joy for a long time now, and I look forward to listening for a long, long time to come. Thank you so very much.

  • Russ Christian

    Good day Mr. Larry sir. I just love your podcast and am so happy that you are back that it took me this long to compose myself enough to say it out loud on the internet.

    And now to business. First, fore,ost and finally I would like to suggest the following poem not only for the Poetry Corner, but I offer it up as the official drinking poem of the L.M.D.S. It is an epic poem by an epic poet whose work we hear all too seldom these days and I believer that it is an ideal piece for both the show and the society.

    It is evocative, high-spirited, whimsical and most of all…IT SWINGS! I know right? It’s a poem, but I swear to you that this thing swings like a Sinatra song.

    Anyway, without further delay I submit for your approval the poem ”

    Ergo Bibamus” by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, (translation by Edgar Alfred Bowring).

    Ergo Bibamus!

    FOR a praiseworthy object we’re now gather’d here,

    So, brethren, sing: ergo bibamus!

    Tho’ talk may be hush’d, yet the glasses ring clear,

    Remember then: ergo bibamus!

    In truth ’tis an old, ’tis an excellent word,

    With its sound so befitting each bosom is stirr’d,

    And an echo the festal hall filling is heard,

    A glorious ergo bibamus!

    I saw mine own love in her beauty so rare,

    And bethought me of: ergo bibamus;

    So I gently approach’d, and she let me stand there,

    While I help’d myself, thinking: bibamus!

    And when she’s appeased, and will clasp you and kiss,

    Or when those embraces and kisses ye miss,

    Take refuge, till found is some worthier bliss,

    In the comforting ergo bibamus!

    I am call’d by my fate far away from each friend;

    Ye loved ones, then: ergo bibamus!

    With wallet light-laden from hence I must wend.

    So double our ergo bibamus!

    Whate’er to his treasures the niggard may add,

    Yet regard for the joyous will ever be had,

    For gladness lends over its charms to the glad,

    So, brethren, sing; ergo bibamus!

    And what shall we say of to-day as it flies?

    I thought but of: ergo bibamus

    ‘Tis one of those truly that seldom arise,

    So again and again sing: bibamus!

    For joy through a wide-open portal it guides,

    Bright glitter the clouds, as the curtain divides,

    And a form, a divine one, to greet us in glides,

    While we thunder our: ergo bibamus!

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

    (tr. Edgar Alfred Bowring)

    Thank you Larry for being who you are. Thank you also Colonel Jeff no matter what name you are going by and thank you Doctor Chris, you guys do not go unnoticed.

    Russ Christian

    Stockton, Ca

  • Howard

    Loved Penelope Ann Miller in The Freshman! Actually, that whole movie is terrific. Thanks for bringing it up.

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