- I often “forget” to get something from the store after I leave it. I usually do this on purpose, to save money.
- Yeah, I’ve eaten the coffee grounds that occasionally fall from the percolator into my coffee cup. And there are times I’ll re-use the cup without rinsing it. Hell yeah.
- Selective hearing continues to be a major survival technique.
- I am 100% more interested in anyone who has a dog with them at that moment. It might be personal.
- I only sometimes like Schitt’s Creek, unless I love it.
- Doom scrolling until 3:00AM? I’m there.
- Love eating at restaurants, hate ordering at them. Tip your servers, everyone.
- The person who leaves the empty toilet paper roll in the bathroom isn’t just me, it’s always me.
- I think is better to be sociable rather than agreeable and asleep rather than sociable.
- I wish I had more to confess. But not that much more. Only a bit. That would be more than enough.
Category Archives: Television
Do you like going to the dentist?
I never know what to do with my eyes at the dentist. Where to look? Not at the dentist, at least not into their eyes (best to let them concentrate).
Where then? Where is the middle distance in a situation like this?
Some dentists have flat screens mounted to the wall, complete with streaming services. Pick a movie or show of your choice! Stare there, OK? Tune out!
As if. I have yet to deploy that particular option. There are too many choices and I want to be agreeable, pick something we can all enjoy or at least not hate. Besides, why potentially ruin a good show or movie via association? Tricky business, that.
I’m so glad they got rid of the mirror. You know, the one that used to hover above your face so you could watch yourself, immobilized, while a near stranger dug around your exposed teeth and gums with sharp metal instruments you didn’t even know the name of (even if you wanted to know them).
That was a hard sight to see. Hard to avert the eyes from that.
Out of sight, out of mind?
What’s worse is the tongue. What to do with the tongue while the dentist or (more likely) the hygienist in in there poking around with their instruments and fingers and thumbs? The tongue is definitely worse.
To the left? To the right? Up, down, side to side…?
But that’s the thing about tongues.
They are uncouth.
My aunt’s dentist sells Botox and other “injectable fillers.” Not such an odd combination of services, once you stop to think about it.
No free samples there, unfortunately. Not even the customary complimentary toothbrush, travel floss and/or sample toothpaste once your appointment is finished. Nothing of that sort. Just simple professionalism, whatever you come in there for.
Habit breeds expectation, after all. Fix your teeth, rejuvenate your face.
If I were a dentist, or ran a dental office, I would deal in teeth and manicures. My office would be called “Tooth and Nail.”
I imagine I would have to turn a lot of people away who come expecting Botox and other “injectable fillers.” I also imagine that some would come expecting a pub of some sort, but in that case would be covered: I would, naturally, locate the office near a good pub, maybe even next door to one that plays live music on Wednesday nights.
I would do it all for them, the people.
At least then they would know where to go; have a good notion of what to do with themselves, given the options, teeth or no teeth, dentist or no.
Really. It would be the least I could do.
Dentists used to be barbers. Or was that the other way around?
But no sense there, you know, in splitting hairs, etc.
There are shows I see within other shows or in movies which I sometimes can’t tell are real. I sometimes wish they were and at other times marvel that they, in fact, are. Real that is.
Case in point: “Conjugal Visit” is not a real show but clips of it as a real show can be seen on Insecure, a real show; Gigolos, a show seen within the movie, Tully, is a real show which I believed was not (could not, would never) be real.
Recently, during some idle streaming, I discovered Doomsday Preppers, Botched Bodies and My Cat From Hell. All real shows, though in very different ways. I won’t vouch for quality, and shouldn’t, since that right now is beside the point.
So. What makes Gigolos more likely than “Conjugal Visit”? What makes these Doomsday Preppers as likely as your Botched Bodies and My Cat From Hell? Premise does not seem to be either an issue or an impediment.
So what gives?
Prepares it’s not the premise, but the execution, and not so much that as the sheer audacity of all things considered. Life being stranger than, etc.
Anyway… Happy Easter, and may god bless us all!
The following: A list of things people have recommended to me, ordered according to our relationship to each other, arranged by order of importance and/or frequency of occurrence of said recommendation.
- Downton Abbey
- Fifty Shades of Grey (book and movies)
- Afternoon naps
- Game of Thrones
- Jimmy Fallon
- The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up
- The one on the left.
- All lady fight club
- To prove it by choosing which limb.
- Mint tea
- Chewing gum
- Downton Abbey
- March Madness
- That cute place down the street.
- To give up the coordinates for the rest of him we swear we only want closure.
- To value “experience.”
- To treat co-workers “like family.”
- To give 110%
- Offal on demand.
- Game of Thrones
- THE BOX
- To call more.
- A career change.
- A nose job.
- The key so we can finally know what he hid in that room we found behind the fake bookshelf in his workshop.
- To please god stop reminding us.
- Downton Abbey
Sometimes I wonder if I have the requisite nostalgia in order to enjoy the latest crop of reboots/revivals/reimaginings.
Films, TV shows, books, etc.
As a sought-after demographic, I theoretically should (all things considered). I should have the nostalgia, the memory, the desire to pursue or re-live or indulge, having spent my formative years in the era(s) that produced the works these new ones are based on – or off of, depending on your POV of such things.
Yours and mine.
Then again, is nostalgia requisite (or in this case, a pre-requisite?).
Most times it’s enough to simply get the references. Cred, then, not nostalgia.
There’s also something to be said about quality. Isn’t there?
What’s old that’s new again?
There are a few shows I watch when Stephen isn’t around, and not out of shame or guilt.
There are some things you enjoy simply because they are yours to enjoy.
There isn’t much more to add to it than that.
For once, you don’t have to be accountable.
1. Haunted Ghost Show
I know that sounds redundant, but I am VERY picky when it comes to my haunted ghost shows. First, there must be a haunting. Second, there must be a ghost (demons are boring; they are rule bound in ways ghosts are not). Jump scares, good ones, and no ghost hunters, psychics, etc., please: they are also rule-bound but in conflicting, non-sensical and ultimately self-serving ways. I’m embarrassed for them.
Also, a story line where, for once, the husband finally clues in and believes the wife about the haunting and then she just leaves him, finally realizing that his validation is as fucking useless as he is (there are still ghosts, ghosts regardless, aren’t there?), and that she’ll have a better, ghost-free life without him. That…would also be nice.
2. Nature Shows
Especially those involving fish and undersea invertebrates but, yeah, I’m someone who loves their nature shows. They’re soothing. I don’t even need Attenborough’s smoothed-over affectations, just some cuttlefish and something about starfish migrations and maybe a hypnotic sequence involving jellyfish.
Also, footage of monkeys stealing from shrines. Something about that – the pointlessness of justification, the inevitability of the act and the primacy of it – just seems about as close to perfect as perfect can be.
3. The Same 4 Episodes of Bob’s Burgers in a row.
S07 E13 – The Grand Mama-Pest Hotel
S07 E14 – Aquaticism
S07 E15 – Ain’t Miss Debatin’
S07 E16 – Eggs for Days
All of those. In that order. Every time.
4. Fargo (1996)
I watch this movie a lot; it’s one of my go-tos when I want something I know is going to be good, but do not want to spend 45 minutes on Netflix deciding on something only to resort to Twitter or YouTube to occupy myself for the rest of the night.
Why is this movie that kind of good?
Heck do ya mean?
Also good second and third choices: The Drop (2014 and because it’s still on Netflix) and Wayne’s World (1992, though 98% of that is because of Tia Carrere as Cassandra).
Yes. The aardvark, not…the drunk guy? (I’ve never seen the movie Arthur).
Listen, there is a narrative purity and sophistication to kids’ shows that I often find lacking in “darker,” more “serious” adult fare. Arthur is very good at setting up and following through on a premise without pointless exposition or unnecessary moralizing (Peppa Pig is another such kids’ show, but for reasons that are more existential…like the time Peppa doubts herself because she can’t whistle and abruptly hangs up on her friend who can).
Also, Arthur has been on for 21 seasons (so far), meaning I’m never going to run out of episodes.
Joan Rivers played Francine Frensky’s Bubbe on the show, there’s a Neil Gaiman episode (he appears in a falafel), and a cat named Nemo. And Francine can play the drums.
Favourite character? Of course I’ve got one, and can’t you guess it’s not Arthur?
Sometimes embracing nothing is better than grasping at something, anything.
Isn’t it not?
I wish Netflix would stop recommending WolfCop (2014) to me.