Wednesday Link Orgy: Huffin' and Postin'

Anyone check out Huffington Post? I visited the page yesterday and I was immediately intimidated by the sheer volume so I ran and ducked for cover. Someone needs to start a HuffPo digest blog for learning disordered people like me.

Um, not exactly the most timely of pieces since Mitch has been dead for a couple of months now. Still, it's nice to be reminded of how incredibly funny and likable he was.

Mitch Hedberg was supposed to be the next Seinfeld but he could never be, says Slate's Sam Anderson:

Hedberg was an awful candidate for the next Seinfeld, not because he wasn't funny, but because his humor was so deeply rooted in stand-up. It was his native language; anything else would have been a clumsy adaptation. We're lucky, in a way, that he never crossed over. There's something sacred about the untranslatable (the Italians have a proverb: traduttore, traditore - 'translator, traitor').

Crispin Porter + Bogusky, the ad agency responsible for putting Hootie in a cowboy outfit, has signed a deal with Fox Television to develop program ideas. I don't know what to make of this. Are they thinking shows with actual writers and actors, or just thinking of ways to cram more product placement into reality shows a la The Apprentice or Extreme Makeover: Home Edition?

Village Voice is turning into an MP3 blog.

Not much to talk about on the NBA playoffs front (Antawn's 32 nothwithstanding), since all four series seem to be pretty much decided. The Conference Finals should be good though (then again, Tony Parker was running circles around the Lakers about this time last year).

However, I am a bit amused by LeBabyjesus firing his agent, the dude who got him the $100 mill Nike deal in favor of a high school buddy. I hope this isn't where the "Behind The Music" narrator says "LeBron's fortunes were about to take a sudden turn" and goes into commercials though I wouldn't mind some unintentional comedy.

Oh, and forget LeBron-to-Knicks. Think LeBron-to-Bklyn Nets.

Speaking of Stern pulling strings, this saga ended quickly and anticlimactically, didn't it? Methinks Don Commissioneri is getting soft in his old age.

The enduring irrelevance of Memphis Bleek. Is he using the Jay-Z single because his album wouldn't get noticed otherwise? Or is Jay-Z using Memph as a vehicle to get his singles out without doing the legwork? Probably both. In any case, I don't care how talented Bleek is, he just doesn't offer anything that makes him worth my attention. His worst mistake was thinking he could be a solo artist - he will forever be Jay-Z's caddy.

I think I'll do an NBA free agent roundup if I'm feeling postcrastinatious tonight.