Bunch of random thoughts for a random day….
-Are we at war with Iraq yet? It's like the Ross & Rachel of newstories. Just get it over with, damnit.
At least we don't have to deal with Saddam going around and trying to excuse himself by saying "we were on a break."
-Memo to NFL executives: Uniforms in which the shirt and pants are the same color - SO tacky. The NFL is supposed to be class. It's John Facenda recounting highlights of games played on the "Frozen Tundra" as if it was the equivalent of Hitler's seize of Stalingrad. You're the league of Bronco Nagurski and Dick Butkus. Of Vince Lombardi and Jim Brown. Aqua blue shirts with aqua blue pants is a bunch of guys in Vegas for a bachelor party.
- I called it. The fact that our Senate Major Leader wistfully looked back to days or segregated yore was a complete non-story. I wonder what would happen if Nancy Pelosi admitted she occasionally likes to go the Power Exchange and get nailed from behind by a Dominatrix with a strap-on? Oh, the press will be all over that, but a huge political figure waxing nostalgic for Jim Crow is no big deal. Nobody seems to care either that our new House Minority Leader, Tom DeLay, is so whacked that he once blamed what happened at Columbine on Day Care.
-The ABC Family Network is indeed showing "The Year Without a Santa Claus." It was on late at night on Saturday and will later be shown on Christmas Eve. I tried watching it, but it was late and I fell asleep. Oh well, I knew I should have taped it.
I did, however, download the Heat Miser and Cold Miser song. Gotta love the internet.
- Here's the bit from the Adam Sandler song about Jennifer Connelly:
Gwyneth Paltrow is half Jewish but a full-time Oscar winner. Jennifer Connelly is half Jewish, too, and I'd like to put some more in her.
Don't know what to say. First, I don't know where Adam gets that from cause I haven't read it anywhere else. Plus, the thought of it is just too much for my fragile little mind to get around.
-Does every movie ever made in the '80's have to have one of those cheesy, fake drum and synth-laden songs on the soundtrack that's either about "chasing your dream," "pushing to the limit" or "what a feeling?" I watched Scarface over the weekend and even that movie had one of those songs. What were people thinking back then? Was it all the hairspray? Was it Reagan? Was it all the coke?
And finally….
- So, that was it? A year and a half of waiting, thirteen episodes where not much happened, and all we got for the ending was Carmela finally kicking Tony's ass out? Okay, it was a good episode and Edie Falco was brilliant- the acting acting equivalent of say Pedro Martinez pitching a 2-hit, 16 K shut-out, but that's all? Get ready for The Sopranos backlash- it's gonna be a long nine months until the next episode.. Man, that's a long ass time to wait.
Everyone thought HBO was so bright too, by running series' unlike the wau the networks do. No 22 episodes per season, no September start, and no pressure on the Creator to do anything that would appeal to a large audience. Which is cool, but allows the self indugent wank-off that was this year's season. We got two episodes of Bobby Bacala, whom I love, but nothing about Junior's trial. And nothing about Adriana and the Feds. Or Ralphie getting whacked. Not even any more shots of Valentina's ass. Say this for Network TV, if in the last episode of the season the main character sacrifices herself to save the world the Apocalypse, you only have to wait another three months to find out what happens.
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