I am loving re-watching The Larry Sanders Show. It is relevant while being nostalgic at the same time.
My favorite things so far:
– Reminding me how insane shoulder pads and baggy cloths can look when overdone…really all cloths of the era
– Seeing John Ritter, Gene Siskel and Warren Zevon on the same episode
– Political humor that doesn’t make me fear for my life
– Super young Bob Odenkirk as Larry’s agent who is part Saul Goodman
Worse thing so far:
-Announcing “musician Paul Westerberg” as a guest and not having him on the show.
FluShotLady: I’m gonna have you hop on the table.
Inside Voice 1: Hop? Hahahahahaha
FSL: Don’t worry. It is nothing. It is just easier for me when you are on the table at my eye height. Nothing you need to worry about.
Inside Voice 1: Um…wasn’t worried.
FSL: After the shot, you need to move your arm in circles like a fast pitcher and then go home, eat something to really coat your stomach like yogurt and take some Advil….
Me: Wait. What? How bad is this going to hurt?
Inside Voice 2: Maybe we should be worried.
FSL: Some people say it doesn’t hurt but I can’t even sleep on my side for days. Really, really sore. Now which side?
Inside Voice 1: Eh. It’s fine.
Inside Voice 2: Run away….run away….
FSL: But just move your arm, get the medicine moving around and take Advil. Make sure you eat so you don’t get sick. You don’t want to throw that up. Are you allergic to Advil? Do you have any issues with it? Take something else if you do. If it does hurt it will only last a few days. A week at the most. Probably not a week if you move your arm in circles. Really get that medicine to move. Even if it does hurt it is better than the flu. But we don’t know how bad the flu season will be….Advil. Advil. Advil. Move. Move. Move. (edited for brevity)
Inside Voice 2: Holy crap our arm is going to fall off!
FSL: Okay done. Good luck.
So many concerts streaming last night, including The Hip. Some of my favorite shows from the early 90s.
So this triple jumper changes his form due to injury to jump off his other leg and still makes the Olympics and I can’t even change which leg I use to step up a curb.
The way those synchronized swimmers scrunch their toes while pointing their feet freaks me the hell out!
My new dream job is to ride the derny in the keirin races at the Olympics. Just toodle along in a little moped while cyclists chase me around a track sounds like a blast.
Pilates Instructor: Good. 8 more. 7….
Me: Okay. ::Feels sweat rolling down forehead::
Inner Voice 1: Ewwww. Gross. Sweat!
Inner Voice 2: Ugh. Sweat.
Inner Voice 3: Sweat is good, it means we are working hard.
Inner Voice 4: Hahahaha. No, it means it is really humid. Eww.
Brain: WARNING WARNING SWEAT HEADING TOWARD EYEBALL. ABANDON EXERCISE SWEAT HEADING TOWARD EYEBALL
All Inner Voices: Ewwwwwww.
Pilates Instructor: ….and done. Good job, working up a little sweat there too.
Me: Oh? I hardly noticed.
NBC has had some big fails in their Olympic coverage over the years but this was gross. This poor guy has been trying to get to the Olympics for 20 years, is wearing a traditional belt made by his Aunt and actually has a story to share but instead Al Roker shreds his name and then these two creepily interrupt it all to rub oil on him. Switch the genders and file some lawsuits.
It is only 8:30am and I already learned something today! Turns out the reason “Fight Song” sounds a bit different from those other Kelly Clarkson songs is there is a whole different person singing by the name of Rachel Platten. Huh. Go figure.
We just don’t have entertainers like Dickie Goodman anymore. Sad.
Dear fennel, you look so pretty with your fancy tops but I have yet to find a way to enjoy you. How are you in the carrot family and still so icky? Blech.