Your weekend Plan of Action.

Friday Lee Ranaldo and Nick Zinner
The New Museum is offering two big shows for the price of one. First, you get Sonic Youth's Ranaldo the night before his band takes Prospect Park by storm (plus Yeah Yeah Yeahs guitarist Nick Zinner in his first-ever solo show); second, you can check out the exhibit "Brion Gysin: Dream Machine," about the founder of the cut-up method of artmaking. Both musicians, who claim to have been inspired by Gysin's work with William S. Burroughs, will play alongside multimedia effects from artist Leah Singer. Try not to get crushed under the weight of your own coolness, people. ($15 for non-members, 7 p.m. at New Museum)

Saturday Death by Roo Roo
This weekend is the 56-hour Del Close Marathon, an annual event held in Chelsea by the Upright Citizens Brigade Theater of Somehow Always Being Hilarious (not an official title). Improvising legends like Matt Walsh, Scott Adsit, Horatio Sanz and Bobby Moynihan will be on hand to make you laugh so hard, you'll become convinced everything must be scripted ... until you remember scripted shows are rarely funny. Our pick is for the comedic champions Death by Roo Roo, who take one audience member's family history and spin it into an absurd and patently offensive hour-plus lampooning of anything and everything. We once suffered stomach cramps for hours after they finishing joking around -- and that's a compliment. ($12, 8 p.m. at the UCBT)

Sunday Tearing the Veil of Maya
Eugene Mirman, Kristen Schaal, Leo Allen, Wyatt Cenac, A.D. Miles & Todd Barry -- if these names don't mean anything to you, then you're probably the only person alive who has no sense of humor. Or maybe you've just never heard of Tearing the Veil of Maya, Mirman's Sunday-night highbrow storytelling and pottery-making club that comes to the Bell House this weekend for its four-year-anniversary show. There will be much goofiness, rambling, funny emails to customer service, jokes about chat-speak and LOLing, and maybe some actual LOLing. Arrive early to get the seats or lurk in the background like a creep. Either way, you can't do better on a Sunday night. ($10, 7:30 p.m., the Bell House)