So yeah, even though I do wish I had a scrap of a social life (WISH? Did somebody say WISH?) I find it prudent to spend me weeknights home and vegetating. I mean, not only does it expend energy to maintain a social life (and my energy reserves are SO low, so dwindling, that I deem it wise to just leave them be until I really need it to clean & jerk a Buick off a toddler, should- Heaven forfend-- that situation arise) (SHIT! These parenthetical tangents really raise hell with my narrative flow, g-damn it!!) Anyhow, (to recap) social lives require a bit of effort & energy (Sandra's energy reserves=LOW) and let's not forget that it takes $$$ just to set foot outta the damn house (Sandra's moolah reserves= NONEXISTENT. Don't fret, my pets-- come this Fri I will be back in black...at least for a coupla days anyway)
So yeah, I mostly watched tube last night. I specify "mostly" because I did finish up the novel I was writing. Ha ha ha, no--READING. Psych! (I've not gotten all ambitious behind yer backs!) I was just reading a book, namely, Iris Murdoch's "A Severed Head". It's a good read, I heartily recommend it. But I shall not "riff" on that further ( well, nothing to riff on really...it was some heavy shit, man).
After closing up aforementioned novel, I tuned into VH1's "I Love the 70s Vol 2". I had known it was going to be on, but forgotten the fact, so I was pleasantly surprised when I happened upon it while surfing. Pleasantly, I say, because-- you know what ? I DO love the 70s! I really, really do! Sure, sure, I was only existent for 3 years of the 70s, but I'll thank you not to be all sanctimoniously pointing that out. I may be good at hiding it, but I AM wise beyond my years. (I am easily as smart as your average 32 yr old)
Nothing earth shattering to rehash from the '70/'71 installments. EXCEPT for the midi. I took umbrage at the "panel's" criticism of the midi-skirt. I didn't know there even was such a fashion term (shocking, since I am such a 70s fashion afficionado--see my sophomore post, homeys...) but apparently, any skirt falling just below the knee to mid-shin range is classified a "midi". And not only do modern celebs dislike the midi.... I learned last night that in the early 70s there was a rather vocal sect of Women's (Womyn's??) Libbers that protested the midi. Sounds stupid, I know. But when one is outspoken & opinionated, one needs a CAUSE to devote oneself to. Oh, and by '71, war protest was just sooooo tritely passe, was it not?? Those protesters were indeed stupid-- below knee to mid-shin is just a LOVELY range for a hemline. Why, Diana Prince is fond of a midi (and y'all know how I judge her sense of style!). Furthermore, if any hemline merits derision, I'd say it's the ankle-length.
On the whole, I enjoyed the program ("program" makes it sound all PBS-ish, eh?) and it was a delight to see Dawber from "Coach" back on my TV screen. And great to see him not in the context of that barfy sitcom. I liked Dawber, but couldn't stand "Coach" (which, inexplicably, ran for 900+ seasons) Come to think of it, I've always dug Craig T. Nelson too (also inexplicable, that) so I dunno what exactly gave "Coach" its suck factor. Could be my own aversion to most things sports-related, but truly, I suspect 'twas that HAG Christine that dragged the show down.
Also on I Love the 70s VII's kitschy Q-list celebrity roster: CHARO!! She hasn't changed one little bit since her days as a professional "Love Boat" guest star. Not a smidgeon! It's eerie-- she's either has some major surgical help there, or she's an ALIEN! Who the hell knows? Could it be that "Coochie, coochie!" is some extraterrestrial verbal tic, much like the "yep yep yep AWWW HAAA AWHAAA" that the Sesame Street Martians could not suppress?? Oh, and speaking of Sesame Street, today is Bob's birthday!!! But more on that later...
Also on VH1 last night was the "World Series of Pop Culture". Gimme a break!! For a "world series" they sure had some wicked easy-peasy softball questions. I couldn't watch very much of that. Though the host I found charming in a nice, understated way, all the contestants vexed the hell outta me. Ok, I 'fess--I'm just bitter. These morons are on their way to big money (no Whammies!) and if only Kara & I had found us a teammate we really coulda kicked some ARRRRSE!!
So, I capped off my TV coma with a 1/2 hour of Peewee's Playhouse. I didn't realize it was one I'd seen until near the end--snack time-- when Randy ruin's Peewee's "ice cream soup". He descends from the ceiling, snidely calling the pterodactyl "PUH-terry" and pumps waaaay too much chocolate syrup into Peewee's ice cream soup and PW proceeds to have an absolute friggen conniption! Great stuff. Man, I love that Randy. And Peewee-- y'know, I don't care if he was later exposed as a Grade A perv-- he was (still is) the cat's jammies in my book. Peewee's Big Adventure is a CLASSIC (let us disregard that unfortunate sequel, shall we?) And I loooved that show. I wonder who kept Conky after the show wrapped?? And how did Conky work exactly? I KNOW he wasn't an honest-to-goodness robot, but I don't think that was a midget in a Conky suit either. Oh, and last night's secret word was "DOOR",in case you wuz wonderin'.
Kid's programming today sure lacks the brilliant unapologetic goofiness it had in my day. And, as everyone knows, Sesame Street will never again be as glorious as it was pre-1984. Awwwww, YEAH! I toldja I was gonna bring it back around to Bob's birthday and still that smoothass segue ambushed you like a damn Ninja!! So, anyways, Bob McGrath was born July 11, 1933.
I had to click on IMDB's "all birthdays..." link to discover this, while other birthday celebs like Sela Ward (yawn) Michael Rosenbaum (bald baddie from Smallville) & Justin Chambers (some dude on Gray's Anatomy) are featured on IMDB's "front page". It's a DAMN shame. I acutely feel the injustice here. Et vous? Well, you're on my front page anyways, Bob. Happy birthday! Hey look at this guy....can you believe he is 73 today?? I think he and Charo have the same doc...
Well I AM at work, so probably I should attempt some semblance of productivity. My post is ended. Long live Jombie!!
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