OK: I admit it. I kinda dug tonight's Studio 60.
'Lineage'
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
People need to post more or I will start posting excerpts from the Roger Clark blog, and no one wants that.
ETA:
So for my post I'm going to reach back into the recent past. I call this anecdote "The Day I Saw Roger Clark IN THE WILD!"
He was sitting inside of a news van in a suit. As you can imagine, this was doubly shocking. Roger Clark, whose wardrobe appears as though it's visited nightly by overweight wrinkle-gnomes, is rarely suit-n-tied. I believe we're only treated to the power tie when he's behind the desk. And even then I imagine what we can't see are his comfy doctor's scrubs pants and Guinness Slippers
Also, he was in a news van. As in, New York 1 has a news van. I've always had the impression they commute in much the same way I do. I fantasize that the giddy DIY news-makers call some granny cart filled with production equipment the news van. Then they laugh heartily, callously mock Shelly, and lament the departure of Paul Lombardi - Pet Reporter/Theatre Enthusiast.
I wished I said hi, but the suit said to me "This is serious. I'm reporting on destabilized rent or orphans or something today. Not humorously shaped pork chops."
Although after his story on a hanging Pterodactyl I'm a little less intimidated.
bon, tonight's Studio 60 struck me as funnier than usual. Which is saying kind of a lot.
I totally liked Studio 60 better than any ep I've seen so far. Very funny. Also--BASTARDS!
Cleavage guac is so much better than tripping and falling into it!
I really don't see the taste objection to cabbage ,potatoes and meat.
Perhaps you skipped past the cabbage part?
Lee, if you didn't eat the nasty avocado, you wouldn't have this problem.
I am eating leftover pumpkin ravioli. Yum. Except - it was served in a cream sauce. When I reheated it, it only really had a bit of the sauce still stuck to it. But even though I nuked it at half power, the sauce broke.
What came out of the microwave was raviolis swimming in an ocean of butter and oil. Gross. I drained it and patted it down with paper towels, and still. I'm not sure I can ever face a cream sauce again.
Dog's pretty happy, though.
Have taken casty thing off. Can now type much better. Have still lost articles.
Someone make me fold laundry, or better, send laundry elves. I won't even care if they steal socks.
Dog's pretty happy, though.
Hopefully, he won't wake up in the middle of the night feeling... unhappy.
Cleavage guac is so much better than tripping and falling into it!
YAY
Brenda is weird, and avocado is not nasty
unless it gets stuck between your boobs.
Now my sister is at a freaking English Beat concert, and, given the relative ages, keeps running into all of my old friends, and making them call me. Which I'm really, really, too tired for, especially since they're all quite drunk.