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Just because they serve you doesn’t mean they don’t like to be in your Top 8.
Each week, starting now and running until the release of “Clerks II” on August 18, we will go into our friends list and pick out fellow MySpacers at random. Those who have the “Clerks II” MySpace Page in their Top 8 will win an honest to goodness prize shipped directly from the View Askew offices in Red Bank, NJ! You don’t have to buy shit! You just have to Top 8 the “Clerks II” page!
Prizes will range from hats, t-shirts and other “Clerks” and View Askew-related apparel to just-released cool swag, making the winners the first people to own them. Why? Because we’re total whores, and we want you folks out there spreading the word about “Clerks II”, via the vast MySpace network!
In order to win, you must be in the “Clerks II” MySpace Friends List (so Friend Request us if you haven’t already; don’t sweat rejection – we accept everybody) and you must have the “Clerks II” MySpace Page IN YOUR TOP 8. Three winners will be picked weekly. No purchase necessary. Limit one prize per MySpace profile.
MySpacers with custom coded friends listings are also eligible for prizes provided that the “Clerks II” Page is listed in the first 10 friends listings.
So what the fuck are you waiting for? Edit your Top 8 now and finally earn off all this Top 8 bullshit!
“Clerks II” MySpace Page.
Spread the word! No friend request will be refused! Clerks 2 – Back in Business, AUGUST 18th EVERYWHERE!
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“Harvey gave us a lift back to the east coast on the Miramax jet. Over the course of the five hour and change flight, the three of us smoked (Harvey’s jet was dubbed “The Flying Ash Tray”) and chit-chatted, with Harvey getting to know Jason better than he’d had time to in the past. When Jason uncharacteristically told Harvey he was really happy with his involvement in the AIDS benefit, due largely to the fact that his Mother was HIV positive herself, the conversation got very serious, with Harvey insisting that he’d get Jason’s Mom to the best doctors in New York City a promise he’d later make good on multiple times over.
“We’re not gonna let your Mother die,” the chairman of Miramax told Mewes.”
The story is truly a detailed, incredible tale that not only shows every side of Mewes since Kevin has known him, but also humanizes the story and, amazingly, shows just how much Kevin can remember all of his past experiences with Jay. Truly a friendship that was meant to last. Read it all from the beginning. You’ll be glad that you did. And if you know someone in your life who’s got problems with drugs, it might not be a bad idea to share this tale with them, as well.
See our newsbites below for more Mewes news!
Catch Jason this Friday in Mt. Clemens, MI (about 30 minutes outside of Detroit) at the Emerald Theater.
There’s mixed news out there about whether the film’s getting a theatrical release or straight to DVD. Lions Gate bought it for US distribution, though we hear Australia is going direct to DVD with it this May. The film was premiered at a festival in March 2005.
Kevin speaks at length about the places running the story, and his dismay for the way they’re doing it, at the MySpace blog. Sites like Defamer and the New York Daily News continue to run the story.
Over 600 tickets have already been sold.
Seems that these started going, and fast, before we could get major word out — At that price, and that location, we’re expecting the joint to sell out soon after this announcement. Kevin always wows the home-state crowds, and has a blast in Jers. Don’t miss your chance for a memorable night of laughs at a great venue.
Until that day at the Rec Center.
Walt and I had just come back from our weekly new comics run, and were quietly sitting in the Rec library, bagging and boarding our books. The kids hadn’t gotten out of school yet, so it was deaf-child silent in the building, save the metal rantings of King Diamond emanating on low volume from a nearby boom-box. Then, suddenly, the stillness was shattered, as a sent-home-from-school-early Mewes kicked the Rec door open, marched into the building Groucho Marx style, and proceeded to fellate everything somewhat phallic in the room.
Walt and I watched with wonder as Mewes grabbed a pool cue and pretended to suck it off. Losing interest, he ran up to the phone on the front desk, grabbed the receiver from the cradle, and pretended to suck that off. He grabbed the flag pole and did the same. He grabbed a whiffle ball bat and did the same. This went on for twenty minutes, with seemingly no regard for our presence whatsoever. He never looked at us as if to say “Are you seeing this shit?” He never looked at us at all. He didn’t seem to care that we were even there. This wasn’t a show for our benefit. It was as if he’d been walking around Highlands moments earlier, took a gander at his watch, and was like “Wow – it’s two o’clock. I’d better get down to the Rec and suck everything off.” The kid had an agenda, and he was actively fulfilling it.
It was when he finally reached the Rec’s only video game – a standard “Asteroids” kiosk that time had forgotten – that he finally paused. Studying it momentarily and finding nothing dick-like to pretend to suck off, he seemed stymied. There was no joystick to give him purchase; just a roller ball and a fire button. Walt and I watched with great curiosity, waiting to see how he’d overcome this unforeseen obstacle.
After what felt like five minutes, Mewes shrugged, bent down to the game controls, and started working the roller ball like it was a clit – his tongue darting in and out of his mouth, lapping at the orb as he spun it with his finger.
That’s when I finally caved and fell completely in love with Jason Mewes. I thought “This kid’s a comic genius. And if nothing else, he knows how to suck a dick. So if I ever get really bored hanging out with him, at least there’s always that to fall back on.”
Read the full post, and more new news, at Kevin’s “My Boring-Ass Life” blog. Written and blogged online by the man himself, in words and pictures.
Thanks to indieWIRE.
At the UPenn gig the other night, I told a fifteen minute story that detailed Jason Mewes’ amazing journey from severe heroin abuse to sobriety, giving the man props for coming up on his third anniversary of being completely clean (April 6th) – a stellar accomplishment that should serve as inspiration for anyone looking to kick any monkey of their back. It’s an anecdote filled with tons of love and pride for my boy, which culminates with a convesation Mewes and I had two and a half years ago about what he noticed the big differences were between life on drugs and now off.
And in the age of internet gossip, that heroic tale of a guy who was able to beat his demons has been reduced to this…
Kevin Smith tells really filthy secrets
It’s not like I haven’t told this story at other college gigs over the last few years, but for some reason, it’s now news. I got an email from someone at the NY Daily News regarding not just this bit, but another story that came from a question that night regarding my enmity for Reese Witherspoon (which is pretty well-covered in the book “Silent Bob Speaks”) that they want to run on Monday. This was my response…
“It’s one thing to tell that tale out of school at a college Q&A (in the context of a far larger, longer story about Mewes’ hard journey from heroin abuse to three-years of total sobriety), and a completely different thing to just pull the stuff about bathroom sex and run it in a gossip column. So unless you’re gonna run the whole, unedited transcript of me talking about how amazing it was for Mewes to get clean (a fifteen minute oral story), I’d rather you not include just that bathroom sex snippet, which makes it all seem like unsavory locker-room chit-chat.”
Naturally, I’m not expecting they’ll keep the context. Sadly, it’s not news that Jay – with nearly both feet in the grave at the lowest point in his life – was able single-handedly pull himself out of the self-made Hell of drug addiction and work his way back to the land of the living, clean and sober; what’s news is that he had sex in a bathroom stall with one half of the “Simple Life” dorks.
*sigh*
There’s lots more good stuff from Kevin in his recent blog posts — Visit the page for details on the Clerks 2 trailer (changed to a more official-looking trailer, and running before every print of Scary Movie 4 in April), new pics of Harley, Jen, and friends, and his thoughts on last week’s Q&As. Don’t miss it.
I watched the final version of the “Clerks II” trailer last night – the one that’s going up in front of “Scary Movie 4”. And while it’s a little main-streamy for my tastes, it’s makes sense for the placement: “SM4” will have a killer opening weekend, so that’s a lot of eyes on April 14th, the lion’s share of whom have never heard of our flick yet. Weinstein Co.’s theory is give the mainstream audience a mainstream version of the trailer. Meanwhile, over at the “Clerks II” website, I’ll throw up a trailer that’s more in line with the way I’d personally sell the flick (i.e. – under-sell) to run April 14th. This way Harvey and Bob are happy and I’m happy.
