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Hello. Some of you know me as Lorelai Gilmore, and some of me know me as Cher, but either way, I wanted to say a few words about our girl. I’ve known Lane forever, and I’m just so incredibly happy that she has gotten married. I mean, I am just so happy that this adorable 22-year-old girl has gotten married, because it’s amazing, you know? It’s really hard to get married. Believe me, I should know. I mean, seriously, because Lane is married, and next thing, it’ll be my daughter, and then my granddaughter, but not me. I’m not getting married. No, it ain’t for me. It’s not in the cards. But hey, do you know what date I’m not getting married? June 3. Do not save the date. Do you hear me? Do whatever you want on June 3, because there’s nothing at all going on that day. If there’s anything you need to book, it’s totally safe to book it on June 3, So congratulations, Lane and Zack. Who else here had eight shots of tequila, huh? Hands? Nobody? Hmm. Oh, God, who misses the yummy bartenders? I know, me too, they’re so great. I was gonna ask them to not work on June 3, on my not wedding day. I just thought that would be so fun.

Ugh.  Well, I’m starting to wish I hadn’t decided to be a super cool party person last night not because of the hangover, I’ve got pancakes for that, but because the choices tonight are so much worse-

Toon has the new Children’s Hospital @ 10:30.

Later-

A good night if you like Abbott and Costello or Indian films from 1929.  Frankenstein was written in part as a reaction to the erruption of Mount Tambora (according to Mega Disasters).

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  1. Why didn’t you stop me?

    I tried, we all tried, but you were on a mission. You kept saying, “I’m not here to make friends! I want to win!” And then after that…

    There’s an “after that”?

    You tried to start a limbo contest, a poker game, and a secret club for super cool party people only. None of those things really, you know, took off, especially the limbo considering your choice of limbo stick was Zach’s great-uncle’s cane.

    1. Partied too hard. 😉

      1. A beer.

        But it was hot and I was on my feet a lot considering.

        1. that’s what counts.

  2. to stay awake for Mad Men. At least Cox has moved it to a 10:00 pm time slot rather than the 11:00 pm time it had last season.

    1. I’m going to figure out that whole DVR thing.

      1. Makes viewing your favorites a whole lot easier and you skip the commercials

      2. whether or not to step up and get one. I don’t watch teevee all that much, but there are situations where it would come in handy.

        Funny thing is that I was in the consumer electronics industry for over 30 years, yet have no appetite for all of the latest technology.

  3. on HBO at 9 PM EDT.

    “I Got a Right to Sing the Blues”

    Season 3, Episode 6

    Episode Synopsis: Russell goes to Louisiana to take the next step in his quest for power; Sookie worries what Lorena has in store for Bill; Jason and Lafayette face obstacles in their respective romances; Jessica starts practicing what Pam’s been preaching; Tara goes to extremes to resist Franklin’s charms; Tommy has trouble breaking out on his own.

    • on 07/26/2010 at 03:46

    as I have basic cable +HBO but I’m also gettin sick of the whole tv freakin mess including endless bloodsucking vampires and assorted former liberals who now make tweedy seem like a liberal smart truthful guy.

    The highlight of my TV addiction however this season of bitterness and sureality has been the return of a real cooll and believable Dr. Who. So the season ended last night and I loved it. It wrapped up all the previous episodes and I really believe in this time of disbelief, that they wrote the damn thing from start to finish. (good run on sentence, no?) The finish was last night and it was so satisfying so trippy so corney so artsy. and as a bonus the companions are coming back after having repaired the crack in the universe and rebooting the whole frekin mess we call reality.

    I hate Madmen having worked for 10 years in the 80’s -90’s on the west coast equivalency of Madison Ave., and having majored in Advertising Design cause I was sick of being a waitress. These creeps were my bosses the dudes who said “nothing a little knife work can’t fix” (no Mac’s,then exacto’s instead) after selling the unproducable ads to clients who wanted whatever was so hip you could not reproduce it unless you allowed artist’s to actually creat this shit.  (more run on’s) So I could care less about ad men or vampires. Time Lords are much better they bend the reality to a place where all this shit can be gone with a reboot, a trip back or forward. As an added bonus I like Grham Norton’s show who follows Dr. Who on BBc he’s funny even when his guests suck.

       

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