contemplated throwing a dish at her husband just a scant hour ago but realized that she liked the diView blogsh too much for that.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Top Dog
I can never play that game.
The one where you are watching tv and one person says "Oh my god, is that...what's his name? What is his NAME. He was in that Tom Cruise movie, you know the one with, argh, not Rebecca Demourney but the 80s one, with the pilots. Oh god he's in everything. Remember? Picket Fences? He was the sheriff??"
I'm awful. I don't watch enough movies, didn't have a tv for a bunch of years, just can't place people.
Until tonight.
Tonight I was masterful.
I was genius.
I was sitting on the floor, thinking about blogging, tired, with access to the remote.
I put on Bewitched, Darrin Goes Ape, the episode where Samantha's evil cousin Serena turns that prick Dick Sargent into an ape. (Also the one where her 2 year old tv son is seen riding shotgun, unbelted in her Chevy convertable.)
Of course Mrs. Kravitz calls the cops, the cops come out, I squint and the thinner cop looks like the guy from Adam 12, the cops call the guys from Jimmie's Ape Emporium, resplendent in full safari gear and the guys come out, catch Darren, and comedic mayhem ensues.
And as I'm listening I think to myself "My god. That voice. That voice. The guy catching the ape sounds exactly like Officer Dibble."
From Top Cat.
A 30 episode Hanna Barbara cartoon circa 1961.
So, being the adventurous sort, I rewind the DVR, record the episode title, google the Bewitched episode guide, find the cast list, look UP the police officers, google their names, read several interesting and entertaining IMDB articles, a few wikipedia entries, peruse a few blogs, marvel at the fact that someone named Paul Yeager has recorded every car shown throughout the Bewitched series and ultimately, triumphantly, cross reference Allen Jenkins as the voice of both.
I don't know much, my friends, but I suspect somewhere in TVland is a little gold trophy with my name on it.
Deb = The Shit
March 2009
The one where you are watching tv and one person says "Oh my god, is that...what's his name? What is his NAME. He was in that Tom Cruise movie, you know the one with, argh, not Rebecca Demourney but the 80s one, with the pilots. Oh god he's in everything. Remember? Picket Fences? He was the sheriff??"
I'm awful. I don't watch enough movies, didn't have a tv for a bunch of years, just can't place people.
Until tonight.
Tonight I was masterful.
I was genius.
I was sitting on the floor, thinking about blogging, tired, with access to the remote.
I put on Bewitched, Darrin Goes Ape, the episode where Samantha's evil cousin Serena turns that prick Dick Sargent into an ape. (Also the one where her 2 year old tv son is seen riding shotgun, unbelted in her Chevy convertable.)
Of course Mrs. Kravitz calls the cops, the cops come out, I squint and the thinner cop looks like the guy from Adam 12, the cops call the guys from Jimmie's Ape Emporium, resplendent in full safari gear and the guys come out, catch Darren, and comedic mayhem ensues.
And as I'm listening I think to myself "My god. That voice. That voice. The guy catching the ape sounds exactly like Officer Dibble."
From Top Cat.
A 30 episode Hanna Barbara cartoon circa 1961.
So, being the adventurous sort, I rewind the DVR, record the episode title, google the Bewitched episode guide, find the cast list, look UP the police officers, google their names, read several interesting and entertaining IMDB articles, a few wikipedia entries, peruse a few blogs, marvel at the fact that someone named Paul Yeager has recorded every car shown throughout the Bewitched series and ultimately, triumphantly, cross reference Allen Jenkins as the voice of both.
I don't know much, my friends, but I suspect somewhere in TVland is a little gold trophy with my name on it.
Deb = The Shit
March 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Status Update | Facebook | March 14, 2009
Just
got back from Off Key Karaoke (we're not #1, we're just having fun) in a
bar so deep in rural NY that her gps didn't recognize the hamlet she's
sleeping in.
Reference: Visiting Jennie.
Reference: Visiting Jennie.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Holy How's Your Hot Husband?
I belong to several networking groups.
Call them a mommy groups, I don't care.
Three in particular.
Group One - Nice girls, married to nice guys, living nice lives.
Group Two - More nice girls married to nice guys, lives more complex.
Group Three: Holy shit. These husbands are crazy hot. Usually in one group of people there's one kindof hot husband and the rest are like, meh.
But seriously?
This group has hot husband after hot husband.
It's ridiculous.
And startling.
Thank god everyone's happily married because I could see a one hell of a Peyton Place.
I mean, they'd only let me as far as the front gate but I bet my husband could at least get an interview with the condo association.
Call them a mommy groups, I don't care.
Three in particular.
Group One - Nice girls, married to nice guys, living nice lives.
Group Two - More nice girls married to nice guys, lives more complex.
Group Three: Holy shit. These husbands are crazy hot. Usually in one group of people there's one kindof hot husband and the rest are like, meh.
But seriously?
This group has hot husband after hot husband.
It's ridiculous.
And startling.
Thank god everyone's happily married because I could see a one hell of a Peyton Place.
I mean, they'd only let me as far as the front gate but I bet my husband could at least get an interview with the condo association.
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