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"Funny never lasts." That's what I heard. See, my moms is stuck in post-op and there's all this home movie stuff afoot — Black Floor Gallery's video camera party Aug. 11, Rich Wexler's screening your home movies at The Cinema, Aug. 12 — and maybe I'm misty. Or distracted. By voices. Like, I heard a woman on Good Morning America talking about how women no longer like "handsome." They like "funny." She gave the example of Jennifer Aniston moving from Brad Pitt to Vince Vaughn. And a woman to her right says, "Funny never lasts." Living proof? "It's not art — it was a prop," as uttered by Moe Brooker of the city's Art Commission about dumping the Rocky statue for good from the Museum steps. Funny never lasts. Bam Margera told Sirius radio listeners he wants to get married in a bloody tuxedo or a Batman outfit on the DuPont estate to the sound of fiancee Missy Rothstein's audible sigh. Funny never lasts. When Ed Snider told the AP that Comcast-Spectacor was considering selling the 76ers and that "multiple parties" were interested. There's so much funny that won't last there — I'm getting my laughs in now. Because all up 'n' coming models hang in factory warehouse outlets: Tyra Banks' dum-dum scouts from America's Next Top Model will seek out gals 5 feet 7 inches and taller Aug. 11 at the Forman Mills store at 5694 Rising Sun (www.upn57.com). Speaking of models, local Glitterati agency owner Jen Toof, who'll appear in some Damon Feldman bikini bash Aug. 10 at IceWorks in Aston, is the same "Toastee" that's all tipsy on Flavor Flav's Flavor of Love on VH1. Told you I was distracted. So many Joshes, so little time for such scrumptious pop. While Josh Briggs drops his sumptuous Hooray for Earth at Khyber Aug. 25, Josh Olmstead not only coos through selections like "40th & Baltimore" from his spacey, teary Brian McTear-produced eponymous debut at Tin Angel Aug. 11, but also showcases his role as new B.C. Camplight guitarist that night. Now that Convention Center-rehab evictees Fabric Workshop (of Gilbert Building fame) got that sleazy-but-cute home at the old Doc Johnsons on 12th and Arch, wha'bout shoved-aside sorts torn asunder (cue soundtrack to North and South) by the fables of the reconstruction, The Paul Green School of Rock ? Rumor has Green & Co. snagging a rehabbed warehouse off North Broad — 7,000 square feet on Brandywine Street between 15th and 16th — with new rooms, stages and office space for his LLC's national headquarters. Oi! And that the whole schmeggy'll open with an all-star block party around Labor Day. Hoy! Indre Studio owner Michael Comstock writes to say that after a 10-year run ("just got tired of running such a large operation"), he closed the South Philly studio part (not building — yet) of da biz, built a remote recording truck and moved it close to his home in Havertown. "We own the building and'll use it for related music and film projects —