Musings

Just like some other bloggers I know I, from time to time, have bits, pieces, McNuggets, whatever you want to call them that need to get out but do not warrant their own post. Here are some...

-I demand a Traveling Wilburys reunion. I don't care that both Roy Orbison and George Harrison are dead. Dig them up and sling a guitar around them, they'll know what to do.

-There is not one person, not one, born in the United States between 1970 and 1980 who doesn't know all the lyrics to Tom Petty's Free Fallin'. Don't believe me? Play the first five chords to various people throughout your day. I guarantee that even the retarded guy bagging your groceries will start in..."She's a good girl, loves her mama, loves Jeeeesus, and America too"...

-Did you know that Hootie and the Blowfish are still together and recording music? Is that cool or sad? I can't decide.

-Just about every time I got laid in the 90's Dave Matthews was playing in the background. To this day every time I hear Satellite, I get an erection. Pavlov would be proud.

-The B-777 in all its versions is a vastly superior aircraft to the A-340 in all its versions. There will be no debating this.

-I think that Will and Janna should get their own show. No guests, no pre-taped segments, just the two of them sitting in chairs (bolted down to avoid any Springer moments) and yelling at each other...I would watch that.

-I'm still pissed at NBC for canceling LAX two years ago. You had Heather Locklier and Blair Underwood fighting with each other and playing with airplanes. How could they not make this work!?!? Because of the peacock's ineptness a crack was opened wide enough for Howie Mandel to slip back into the cultural either. For shame NBC, for shame.

-On the other side of the coin I want to give NBC props for sticking with Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip for at least a whole season. Aaron Sorkin is a brilliant writer (just compare West Wing episodes from before and after he left) Nevertheless I feel like each episode is a separate therapy session for him. Maybe that's what good writers do.

-Speaking of good writers Carl Hiassen has a new book out. Picked up one of the first copies yesterday and put it on ice for the inevitable downtime during the parental units Thanksgiving visit/inspection. I will need the escape. Carl is a one-trick pony, but he plays that trick well over and over again and is always fun to read. He has spent the last couple of years transferring his genre to the young adult level, but these were always disappointing works because you really can't run with the transvestite, drug-dealing, murderous, land developer characters as much when you're writing for the kiddies.

-Yes, you read correctly, the parents are coming. And for some reason we are renting a condo in Door County. A condo I just know will have a heart-shaped hot tub in it, and that won't be awkward. Nope, not the least bit awkward at all. Thank god for booze.

-I love The Simpsons, always have and always will. But Family Guy has fully lapped them by now. Seth MacFarline is willing to go to, and write about things that Matt Groening was never willing to touch, and I think it's pretty clear that the torch has been passed. Nevertheless we must pay homage because without Homer there never would have been a Peter. I said pay homage bitch!

-I have been fortunate in my life to have lived in both Milwaukee and Japan. Two of the last places on this earth where binge drinking is not only acceptable, but expected. I think often of moving, and fantasize about places where I could go. Nevertheless I don't think I would adapt well to the title of "raging alcoholic" so I'm pretty much stuck where I am. That screaming you hear...my liver.

-I see that Trent Lott has crept back into the Republican leadership after their latest electoral debacle. I think this is a classic example of continuing to dig after striking rock bottom. And as a Democrat I'm fine with it.

-My TIVO croaked recently and I had to swap out the carcass with the cable company for a new one. Which meant that I had to reset all the season passes, and I am sad to say, Nessa, that Grey's Anatomy did not make the cut. I just fell out with the show. In order to like a program there has to be one likeable character in the bunch and Grey's has none. I hate them all, passionately, I watch the program and wish for bad things to happen to each and every cast member. Seeing that a nuke going off in Seattle Grace is unlikely to happen anytime soon, the show has been cancelled in my living room.

-I'm writing this in the computer lab in the education building at Stritch. One of my classmates just came in with Leinies for everybody. The person next to me (with whom I am doing an hour-long presentation at 4:30) refused as she already had a Snapple bottle that was half lemonade and half vodka. We toasted to the concept that there isn't a teacher out there who isn't on a first-name basis wit a bartender or liquor store owner. Prost!!!