“It’s like Hansel and Gretel told in butter form.”

at the moviesMid-week greetings, Retrowatchers. I apologize for the delay. Believe it or not, once I finally got the correct disc from Netflix, it arrived cracked and wouldn’t play! Thank goodness for Hulu, otherwise I would be even more behind schedule than I am already. The replacement disc (containing the next batch of episodes) arrived today. It appears to be fine so hopefully that is the end of weird technical difficulties.

Another side note before we begin: If it isn’t already obvious, I’ve been tinkering with how exactly to write this blog. When I watch Mary Tyler Moore, I take copious notes in an attempt to not miss funny or profound dialogue, notable guest stars, or interesting tidbits. As a result, it sometimes feels like I am just regurgitating the show back to you instead of doing any actual analyzing/critiquing. I’m not 100% sure how to steer Retrowatching in the direction I had anticipated when starting this project, but I think I will assume from now on that people have seen the episodes, and try to do less recapping and more critiquing. Thanks for your patience while I experiment.

With that in mind, let’s get started, finally! MTM, season 2, episodes 9-12. This includes:
Episode 9: And Now, Sitting in For Ted Baxter
Episode 10: Don’t Break the Chain
Episode 11: The Six-and-a-Half Year Itch
Episode 12: Is a Friend in Need Continue reading

Countdown to Christmas (Part 3 of ?): “All I need is a healthy ovum and I could grow my own Leonard Nimoy!”

Happy holidays! Here comes part 3 of my Christmas countdown. December is super busy for me this year, and there is no time to decorate or make cookies. So I’ve been trying to get into the holiday spirit by remembering some of my favorite holiday films and TV shows.

Here are a few funny TV holiday moments.

From The Big Bang Theory: An obvious choice. Actually, most of my choices for this post seem kinda obvious. But that doesn’t make them any less enjoyable. Seriously though, I think this episode became a Christmas classic the moment it aired. It’s also the episode that made me love the show. (Note that I didn’t start watching the show until season 2. Otherwise I would have fallen in love when Sheldon dressed as the Doppler Effect for Penny’s Halloween party in season 1.)

From Friends: They actually had quite a few fun Christmas episodes. I particularly like the one  from season 2 where Phoebe attempts to find her real father, and Monica and Rachel’s Christmas party turns into a sauna when the radiator breaks. However, nothing tops the Holiday Armadillo. He’s your part Jewish friend! Ross often gets overlooked, but that dude got into some wacky situations. Getting stuck in a pair of leather pants, over-whitening his teeth, a spray-tan mishap, attempting to play the bagpipes…all that and he dresses up in a ridiculous costume for his son. Props to David Schwimmer. He’s a very funny guy.

From Frasier: They also did several Christmas episodes, and all of them are pretty great. I’ve got a couple written down, but instead of the obvious one (and if you are a regular reader of this blog you probably know which episode I’m talking about) we’ll go with the final season’s High Holidays. All you need to know is that Niles thinks he is high, and Martin actually IS high.

And finally, from A Colbert Christmas:

On behalf of all the goyim, and until next time, happy holidays!

K-E-L-L-Y: The best musical moments on TV

Lists, lists, we got yer lists here!

I don’t know why I am constantly making up pointless lists about TV in my head. That’s just me.  And yes, I’ve done it again. After the Glee album was released a few weeks ago, I started thinking about my favorite Glee moments, which led to thinking about my favorite TV musical moments. That led to me making a list of said favorites, which brings us here.

Before I begin, a few things: First, I’ve not seen every show out there. These are just some of my favorite moments. I know, for instance, that Ally McBeal was chock-full of musical performances. Unfortunately, I’ve never seen it. Ditto for the first four seasons of American Idol. Second, by musical moments, I do not mean montages. I mean characters actually singing, or music being used effectively in a scene. (But there are a few exceptions for truly outstanding montages that could not be ignored.) Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE a musical montage. But the list is long enough already; if I included every musical montage I loved, I’d be writing this entry forever.

Ready? Okay, here we go, in no particular order. Continue reading

Short takes

  • Sorry, Jon Cryer. But REALLY? WTF, Emmy people? If NPH had lost to Rainn Wilson or one of the 30 Rock guys, I’d understand. But John Cryer??  Other than that (and Dexter‘s snub…again) I was pretty okay with the outcome of the Emmys. If Drew Barrymore couldn’t have won for playing Little Edie in Grey Gardens, then Jessica Lange was a good choice. And, obviously, NPH rocked it as host. Can he just host everything now, ever?

I mean, really. And I don’t even think I need to mention Dr. Horrible hijacking the ceremony. Awesomesauce.

  • Speaking of Dexter, I’ve seen the season 4 premiere. Without giving anything away: YOWZA! It’s a doozy, and it’s wonderful, and I’m so glad it’s back. Or will be, officially, on Sunday. Also, note to viewers: This season promises to be creepier than the last two. I got used to being able to watch it alone in the dark. Umm, maybe don’t do that this season. I had to take my teddy bear with me for protection to the kitchen and bathroom after watching it alone, in the dark, in my room, at night.
  • For anyone in the DC area: The National Book Festival is this weekend, on the mall. And before you scoff, let me tell you that both Mr. John Irving and Ms. Judy Blume will be there. I’ll give you ladies a moment to calm down, because JUDY BLUME! I feel like I owe it to my former pre-teen self to go. She did after all, write one of my favorite books of all time.  
  • Glee continues to be fantastic. Did everyone see last night’s episode? I have three words: “Yes, we cane.” Brilliant.
  • Both HIMYM and Big Bang Theory had delightful premiers. And umm…excuse me for a minute while I reveal my inner fangirl: ROBINANDBARNEYOMGSOCUTE! There. Also, I’m still laughing at the emoticon jokes from Big Bang.
  • So, in other words, yay fall TV!

Video of the Day: One of my favorite things ever. Also, I read a rumor that David Hyde Pierce was on the shortlist of people to play Albert in the Birdie revival, and a small part of me died. Honestly, he’s not the right type, physically, and he’s probably a bit too old, but still.  Anyway, this and “Show People” from Curtains are my current go-to songs for a.) getting psyched and b.) making me happy. My favorite part is the terrible dancing combined with the bouncing hair.

Emmy Nominations: The Good, The Bad and The Snubbed

Well, folks, the 2009 Emmy nominations came out yesterday, and as usual, there’s the expected (30 Rock), the unexpected (Jim Parsons!), the ridiculously snubbed (FNL, and though I’ve never seen it, Battlestar) and the mercifully snubbed (suck it, Piven!)

Believe it or not, I’m mostly ok with this list. There are some egregious snubs, which I’ll get to in a sec, but there’s also some unexpected delights.

The bad:

– It is ludicrous that Connie Britton didn’t get an nomination – and after switching over to supporting actress, even! I know that FNL is an off-the-beaten-path kind of show that shoots in Texas and not in Hollywood, and it’s probably off the radar for a lot of voters. But after seeing episode 4 of this season, in which Tami and Eric debate buying a new house, I don’t know how she could possibly have been left off the list. (This clip is, maddeningly, not available online, so here’s another great scene from this season.

Vodpod videos no longer available.

– Also oddly snubbed? Amy Ryan for outstanding guest actress on The Office. I’ll give them the Tina Fey SNL nom, but Christine Baranski and Jennifer Aniston over Amy Ryan? I love them all, but Ryan was the clear pick, here. Anyone who can make Michael Scott a human being with feelings deserves some acclaim.

– While I love Rainn Wilson, I would have rather seen The Office nomination go to John Krasinski. Or better yet, skip The Office all together and give it to Jason Segal for HIMYM. If you must include Rainn Wilson, fine, but what’s up with Kevin Dillon? Granted, I haven’t watched Entourage in years, but from everything I’ve read, the show is a distant memory of its former self. While we’re on HIMYM, no love for Cobie Smulders or Alyson Hannigan? Really?

– I kind of can’t believe the Beau Bridges nomination. It was a nice episode (yes, I watch Desperate Housewives. Shut up.) but not Emmy-worthy. Ditto with Steve Martin. If it’s protocol to honor guest stars from 30 Rock, why not give a shout out to Dean Winters, who plays the always  hilarious “Beeper King” Dennis Duffy? All together now, “Sub-way He-ro!”

– I have no real gripes about the drama nominations, mostly because I don’t watch many of the nominated shows. However, I was definitely bummed the supporting cast of Dexter didn’t get any recognition. Sure, Michael C. Hall is the best part of the show, but it has an extraordinary supporting cast. Were I in charge, I would have recognized Julie Benz as Rita and Lauren Velez as Lt. Laguerta.

The good:
– NPH! And no Piven to upset! This is his year, right? RIGHT?

– Jim Parsons! I only discovered The Big Bang Theory this year, but Sheldon is by far my favorite character. Dude makes the show.

Dr. Horrible! Wait, what? Yes, it’s true. They made up some new category, and I don’t fully understand the title (“Outstanding Special Class – Short-format Live-Action Entertainment Programs”….what?) but I’m thrilled the little Internet TV Sensation That Could is getting some major recognition. That’s good for Joss, for the Internet, AND for all the filmmakers out there who are trying to make it without studio backing.

HIMYM for best comedy! Even if it doesn’t win (and we all know it’ll go to 30 Rock) I’m glad it’s being recognized, because it truly is outstanding.

– All the Grey Gardens nominations. They were inevitable, but still, SO deserved. I don’t know how the academy will pick between Drew Barrymore and Jessica Lange. Hopefully, if they can’t decide, both ladies will take home a statue, instead of canceling each other out. I tried to find some clips for those who didn’t catch the film, but nothing really gave it justice. It’s out on DVD now; go rent it. If you get through the ending without crying buckets, you’re as soulless as Dexter Morgan.

My picks for the major nominations.

Big Love
Mad Men
Dexter, all the way. Granted, I don’t watch the other shows, so I am biased. But Dexter has been captivating from episode 1. Any show that can turn a killer’s confession into a marriage proposal (see below) is top notch in my book.

Bryan Cranston, Breaking Bad
Michael C. Hall, Dexter
Hugh Laurie, House
Gabriel Byrne, In Treatment
Jon Hamm, Mad Men
Simon Baker, The Mentalist
Again, I’m going with Dexter, though I realize Michael C. Hall probably won’t win. I’ve heard great things about all these guys. But it takes a lot of skill to turn a serial killer into a lovable, even funny, character, while still being scary as hell. And Hall gets extra props this year for dealing treading the line between “family man” and “psychopath.” (Though he is at his most fun when he returns to his crazy killing roots.)

Sally Field, Brothers and Sisters
Kyra Sedgwick, The Closer
Glenn Close, Damages
Mariska Hargitay, Law & Order: SVU
Elisabeth Moss, Mad Men
Holly Hunter, Saving Grace
I don’t watch any of these shows, and have no opinion.

Rose Byrne, Damages
Sandra Oh, Grey’s Anatomy
Chandra Wilson, Grey’s Anatomy
Dianne Wiest, In Treatment
Hope Davis, In Treatment
Cherry Jones, 24
Ditto – though I did just see Cherry Jones on a theater panel, where she was wonderful. But again, I don’t watch these shows.

Kevin Dillon, Entourage
Neil Patrick Harris, How I Met Your Mother
Rainn Wilson, The Office
Tracy Morgan, 30 Rock
Jack McBrayer, 30 Rock
Jon Cryer, Two And A Half Men
Well, duh. NPH! I tried to find some of his best stuff from season 4, but HIMYM is also noticeably absent from YouTube. However, I think this pretty much says it all:

William Shatner, Boston Legal
Christian Clemenson, Boston Legal
Aaron Paul, Breaking Bad
William Hurt, Damages
Michael Emerson, Lost
John Slattery, Mad Men
Again, no opinion.

Family Guy
Flight Of The Conchords

How I Met Your Mother
The Office
30 Rock
This is a tough one. The Office saw a resurgence this year with the Michael Scott Paper Company plot line and Amy Ryan. 30 Rock is always amazing, and lest we forget, they had a Mamma Mia this year! However, I’m going to go with HIMYM, because it’s been deserving of a nomination since season 1, and 30 Rock and The Office have had their days in the sun.

Jim Parsons, The Big Bang Theory
Jemaine Clement, Flight Of The Conchords
Tony Shalhoub, Monk
Steve Carell, The Office
Alec Baldwin, 30 Rock
Charlie Sheen, Two And A Half Men
I love Alec Baldwin and Steve Carell. But I’m going with Jim Parsons, because, as I said before, he makes the show. But really, I’d be happy if any of those 3 men won. Just as long as it’s not Tony Shaloub or Charlie Sheen.

Julia Louis-Dreyfus, The New Adventures Of Old Christine
Christina Applegate, Samantha Who?
Sarah Silverman, The Sarah Silverman Show
Tina Fey, 30 Rock
Toni Collette, United States Of Tara
Mary-Louise Parker, Weeds
Sorry haters, I’ve gotta go with Tina Fey. I hear MLP is amazing, I love Toni Collette, and Christina Applegate was hilarious as Rachel’s sister on Friends. But Tina Fey makes me laugh week after week. Also, what single gal my age doesn’t want to be Liz Lemon, just a little? In celebration of awkward, nerdy girls everywhere, here’s the best of Liz Lemon, as stated by…some person on YouTube with lots of time.

Kristin Chenoweth, Pushing Daisies
Jane Krakowski, 30 Rock
Elizabeth Perkins, Weeds
Amy Poehler, Saturday Night Live
Kristin Wiig, Saturday Night Live
Vanessa Williams, Ugly Betty

I have no real favorite here, but it’d be nice to see Kristin Chenoweth win for Pushing Daisies. I liked the show a lot – not as much as some fans, but a lot. However, for me it wasn’t Ned and Chuck. I was all about Olive Snook. (And also, the idea of Olive and Ned. Shh. Tell no one.)

The only thing I’ll say about the reality categories is I hope American Idol wins. Just because…look at the impact it has every year. I love Project Runway as much as the next person, (and would be thrilled if it won) but I think AI deserves some Emmy love.

And in terms of Variety or Talk Show…I am torn between Colbert and Stewart. Jon Stewart had Hall and Oats. But Colbert had Cookie Monster. Decisions, decisions.

So what are your thoughts? Did I get anything wrong? Are there any shows I don’t watch that I should? (Besides Mad Men. I already know. Oh, and Lost, because the reality is, I’m never going to watch that show. Sorry, Internet.)

For a full list of nominations, including best title sequence (do they still have those), best cinematography for a single camera show, and best lackey, go here.

I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship

Okay, this is me, finally writing about my trip to New York last weekend. I’m going to just go through the whole weekend, but I’ll put in titles for the major events, in case you just want to read about one thing. Warning: It’s gonna be long. 

So it started on Friday afternoon. Left work at 4:30 to catch my bus, which didn’t leave until 5:30, but I was a.) paranoid and b.) wanted to get some food for the road. The bus came a little late, and didn’t have outlets in every seat as advertised. It also seemed to be lacking heat. The bus ride home was fine, as was my sister’s trips, so I somehow got the ghetto bus on the way up. Blerg. Entertained myself by listening to some podcasts and watching season 1 of Big Bang Theory. (I love you, Sheldon Cooper. I also love video iPods. Best. Invention. Ever.)  Anyway, I got to New York around 10, met up with my sister, and we took a taxi to our hotel. We didn’t get to bed till like, 2 a.m.

Saturday afternoon, SaTC hotspots tour
 Saturday morning, we woke up and headed to Starbucks before going to the Sex and the City Hotspots tour. This was very cool. Our tour guide was a young pretty blonde, who was a part time guide and full time (?) stand up comic. I wouldn’t go see her comedy. She was fine for the tour…a little too bubbly for my taste, but I guess that’s to be expected, as it was for Sex and the City. She was also at times way TMI, but overall, she was good. She told us lots of stuff about the show, and behind the scenes, and facts about the actresses. (Did you all know that Kristen Davis was a recovering alcoholic? I didn’t.) We basically went all around the city, starting at the Plaza, going to Soho and the West Village, and ending up by Bryant Park – specifically right by the HBO Store. A smart thing to do, and yes, I totally succumbed. Got my dad a Sopranos hat, my mom a Gem Saloon (from Deadwood) glass, and myself, a black t-shirt that says Absof***inglutely.

So the tour was mostly on the bus. Our guide would say, “And now we’re coming up on (x landmark). If you recall this is where (x happened).” Then we’d pass it and she’d play the corresponding clip. But we did make 3 stops – one at The Pleasure Chest, where Charlotte bought The Rabbit, in the West Village, where Magnolia Bakery is (which is actually just stuff of legend in my family – I had forgotten it was in the show) as well as some stores, and once at ONeial’s, the bar that was used as Scout – Aidan and Steve’s (STEVE!) bar. The bar was very cool. It has all this intricate woodwork. Our tour guide informed us that was a big reason the show used it, as they wanted a place that would have a lot of Aidan The Furniture Maker in it.

The other highlights were going past The Little Church Around the Corner, which is in…midtown, I think? Maybe? It’s where Samantha met Friar Fuck, which is actually my least favorite SaTC plot line of all time. BUT, it was a really pretty church, and it has a cool history: Way back in the day, when people revered actors very poorly (our tour guide likened it to porn stars today), a lot of churches refused to have funerals for them. The Little Church Around the Corner (or The Church of Transfiguration) was one of the few that actually did. The church has always had a good relationship with actors. So, it was appropriated for a show that highlights NY to use it. Also cool was seeing the New York Public Library, where Carrie and Big were supposed to get married in the movie. Fun fact from tour guide: You CAN get married there; you can’t return books there – it’s a research library. Oops, SaTC. Maybe Carrie shouldn’t have returned her book of love poems, huh?  

Outside The Pleasure Chest. don’t worry, we just bought a funny (and completely clean) card. For the record though, it’s a full-on sex store. I’ve been in them before, but never with members of my family. It was a little weird, I’m not gonna lie.

My sister.

Magnolia Bakery from across the street. And FYI, that’s a line out the door you see. It’s always like that, day or night. BUT, our tour company has some sort of deal, so our guide went right in and got us cupcakes. I had a chocolate on chocolate, which was excellent.

Me in ONieal’s, AKA Scout. I just had a water, but the bar did have a line up of cosmos when we came in. It was like, noon. Too early for this girl. And FYI, if you are ever in the neighborhood, go there – the seats were ridiculously comfortable.

A weird pic, I know – but this is the ceiling in ONieal’s. Cool, huh? 

This is what the bar part looks like. It’s actually pretty small. But look, toward the front of the bar – remember when Carrie stood there looking for Aidan, and Samantha was sore from using a strap on with her girlfriend? And when Steve made me cry (as always) by telling Miranda that he never would have gotten off his ass and opened the bar if it hadn’t been for her? *sigh*

Outside of ONieal’s.

So, the bus dropped us off at the HBO store, and after I was in fangirl heaven and bought a bunch of stuff, we met Nicki at Bryant Park. Fashion week had just ended, and they were still breaking down the tents. I found this a little bit exciting. Tim Gunn, I miss you! 

I actually took this picture right before we met Nicki . My sister was on the phone with her, and like, two seconds later she walked up. I said to Dori (my sister), “Oh great. Now she’s gonna think I’m such a tourist for taking a picture of Bryant Park.” My sister’s response: “Sarah, you ARE a tourist.” 

We went around the corner to the New York Public Library, and eventually made our way to The Little Church Around the Corner, going through a lot of downtown along the way. (Midtown, maybe? I don’t know.) The church took a long time to find, so we got to see a lot of the city.  Then we went back to the hotel for a bit so we could get ready for the show.

New York Public Library

Fun lion statue. And FYI, EVERYBODY takes this picture. As do they the next one…

I’m all bundled up because it got COLD.

Here’s the church my sister was determined to find. 

So, after a bit of a rest, we met up with Nicki again and we went for a drink and appetizer before the show. I forget where we ate. The appetizers were very good and very tiny. Oh, New York. And then, finally, it was time to go to The Booth Theater for the play. 

The Show
So, we were in the front row, right? Now, I thought that this meant we’d be a little ways back, because the orchestra pit would spit out some. Umm…no. The orchestra was actually UNDER the stage, not spit out, and so we were like…see how far away you are from your computer right now? That’s how close we were. I could have reached out and touched Malcolm and Will. (Don’t worry, I didn’t.) When we discovered this, Nicki and I couldn’t stop laughing. My sister just got really freaked out. So, this was very cool, but also, put on a little bit of pressure. Like, we all tried really hard not to move during the show, because we didn’t want to distract them. And, not that we were bored, but if we had to yawn or cough or something, we tried our best to suppress it. We were all very concerned with NOT distracting them. Also, Nicki and I were really into watching Malcolm, because, in addition to being gorgeous, he’s also, you know, a wonderful actor, and has the best facial expressions and reactions to what’s going on. So, when it was Will’s turn to speak or sing or whatever, we just wanted to look at Malcolm, but felt like we should pay attention to Will, since he was RIGHT THERE in front of us.

The play itself was great, I thought. Was the story the most original? No. (But what story is?) Was the music awe-inspiring? No, but it was GOOD and very pretty, and Will Chase and Malcolm Gets both have wonderful voices and sang it very well. But for me, the real reason to see the show – what should have kept audiences coming – was the chemistry between the two characters, and the fact that they were played by two amazing actors. Of the two, I’d say that Will Chase is the stronger singer (and don’t get me wrong, Malcolm has a wonderful voice) and Malcolm is the stronger actor. But either way, they were both a pleasure to watch.

I’m not at the point yet where I can write intelligently about it, so if you want to really know what I thought, read this and this . Those reviews pretty much sum up my thoughts. And yes, I’m still heartbroken it closed. Though, as you’ll see in the second link, one of the reasons they closed the show so soon is so the producers could use their remaining money to put out a cast recording. Which is VERY exciting. Now, hurry up and do it!
Things I Learned about Malcolm Gets Sitting Inches Away: 
1.) He has very nice fingernails. They are trimmed just right, and filed in little half circles perfectly.
2.) He has very long, delicate fingers. Considering he plays piano like a mofo, this doesn’t surprise me.
3.) He is very pale, which I normally find a big turn off, but it works for him.
4.) His hair is still wild, and, when not done by professionals on movie or TV sets, gets frizzy and wiry. I wanted to run my hands through it, despite the fact that…
5.) He sweats, a lot, on stage. And cries. We could see the sweat and the watery eyes. As my sister said, “He literally put his sweat and tears into his performance.”
6.) He spits, a lot, on stage. As does Will Chase, and probably, anyone in the theater. Which, think about that – normally speaking, one doesn’t spit. Think about how HARD you have to be speaking, you know? I’m not a trained actor or anything, but this kind of baffles me. (I’ve obviously thought about it too much.) And, at one point, he spit on me, on my neck. Yes, I’ve washed it since.
7.) He’s very thin, but not too thin.
8.) He had on the most adorable shoes ever, these white tennis shoes that were almost Chucks but they weren’t. They were so dorky and adorable. I mean, it was his character, but still. Loved them.
9.) He has one of the most expressive faces ever, and it’s really a pleasure to watch him on stage. He’s always doing something. Which, I know is the point of acting, but not everyone is on, without a break, for the entire show.
10.) He had a bottle of water with him on stage, which he occasionally drank from. I’ve never seen someone do that on stage, but considering the show as 90 minutes with no break, and mostly singing, it makes sense. 

Post-show excitement!  
So, afterward, we were standing around, as I don’t think Nicki and I wanted to leave. (Well, I can’t speak for her, but I know I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want the show/experience to be over.) Then someone mentioned the stage door, and I don’t think anyone but me really want to go stand outside and wait for them to come out, but…we did. And, for the record, let me just say I have never done ANYTHING like that before. I’ve never had a desire to meet actors (I mean, there’s the occasional NPH daydream, but really, what do you say to them? Especially me, as I get totally tongue tied in front of celebrities.) However, something possessed me. I was determined. I think I was flying on adrenaline.

So we waited outside for maybe 10 minutes. There was a crowd of maybe…20-25 people. I didn’t think that was a lot, but was informed it was. So, yay? I dunno. Anyway, everyone but me was freezing and starving, and I could have had no coat on at all, and could have gone hours without eating. Cause, you know, adrenaline.  Malcolm came out first, and I watched people surround him, and noted that someone took a picture. I didn’t want to be that jerk who asked for one if no one else did. So, my sister and I made our way through the crowd, and waited patiently. He was sort of all over the place, going from one side of the crowd to the other. We finally got close, and he was signing a bunch of stuff for these two fanboys. (And, I know I’m not one to talk, but I am quietly a fangirl in public, you know?) So these guys were asking him a bunch of questions about the merchandise, and talked about how they went all over the city looking for a poster of the show. Malcolm told them to check the website, and then signed my program. I said thanks, and he said you’re welcome and just as I was going to ask for a picture, he was distracted again by the stupid fanboys and pulled away. So my sister snapped a picture, but, as you’ll see below, it didnt’ work at all. And it startled Malcolm and he jumped a bit. Dori was then humiliated. “I didn’t know what to do!” she said. “I was trying to get the picture, and he was walking away, and I panicked!” 

We went back to Nicki and she asked if I had gotten the picture. I told her no, and must have looked absolutely crushed.She was all, “Well go back.” And I said, “No…I was just there, and he already signed my program, and I’ll look like some weird stalker.”  “No you won’t,” she said. “Go back!” 
I looked at my sister, who was like, NO WAY am I going back over there. So I said, “No…it’s okay.” At which point Nicki grabbed my arm and said, “C’mon, Sarah. C’mon, lets go!” and pulled me over like I was a little kid. (Which was necessary because I never would have gone over again by myself.) 

So we went over to the group. Malcolm was trying to sign someone’s program but her pen wouldn’t work. We had the following exchange:
Him: Does anyone have a sharpie? (to me) Do you have a sharpie?
Me: No, but I have a pen.
Him: Can I borrow it? 
Me: Sure. (Gives  him pen, he signs and gives it back to me. Then he takes a picture with the girl and gives the pen back to me)
Him: Thanks.
Me: You’re welcome.

Then he started to walk away, and Nicki called, “Excuse me, Mr. Gets?” He didn’t hear, so she said, louder, “Excuse me, sir?” He turned around and she said, “My friend here is a big fan of yours. I am too, actually. Could she get a picture with you?” He said, “Aww, of course.” and put his arm around me, and I put my arm around him. She snapped the picture, and then said, “The show was great, by the way.” He thanked her. I said, “Yeah it was great.” and then said something very dorky that I will not repeat here about being in the front row, and he kinda laughed (that, “uh..okay…” laugh) and went over to other people.

For the next like, hour…well, okay really for the rest of the night, including when I was supposed to be sleeping, I was on the most incredible adrenaline rush/high/euphoria ever. I really didn’t know that meeting someone you really enjoy and admire would be so thrilling! I can honestly say it was one of the best experiences of my life. (Yeah, I know how that sounds, but really…it was.) I don’t know that I would ever do it again with another actor/musician/whatever. Partly because I don’t want to ruin that feeling, and partly because I did it once, I think in the best possible way, and it wasn’t someone so hugely famous that there had to be security or there was a big whole mob of people.

Anyway, we walked through Times Square. My companions were talking about finding a place to eat, but I really wasn’t paying attention. I was on a whole different planet. I just sort of followed them around, not cold or hungry, just elated. I called Liz  and told her about it, as she had said to call if anything exciting happened. So I did, and can I just say – if you all ever have the need to call someone and totally squee and be excited and fangirly over something that just happened, call Liz. She had the exact right amount of excitement for me. Cause sometimes, you know, you get excited and want to call someone, and their reaction is not appropriate and then you’re not excited anymore. She had the perfect reaction.

April! This was among the posters outside The Booth Theater.

This is when my sister tried to take the picture. I showed this to a friend and he said, “Look how intently you are staring at him.” Yeah. He’s still talking to the stupid fanboys. Grrr.

Hee, I forgot to tell this story. Nicki  and I were waiting behind these girls (they of the non-working pen) and she quietly said, “Hey Sarah, look.” I saw the bag and we both laughed. I said, “Quick, take a picture.” So she discretely took the picture. It was very funny. But I think you had to be there.

Hee! This has not yet gotten old. It’s still new, and I forget I have it, and then I’ll click on the desktop at work or home (you bet your ass it’s on both) and squee a little bit to myself. Also, something I’ve learned this week? People at work don’t understand I’m joking when I say, “That’s my boyfriend.” or “That’s my broadway boyfriend.” Reactions I’ve gotten include: “Um…okay.” “Your broadway boyfriend? What does that mean?” “Wait, who is that? He’s your boyfriend?” and my personal favorite, “Isn’t he a little old to be your boyfriend?” I’ve worked with these people for over a year, and they still don’t know when I’m joking around? Really? 

Dori and me in Times Square, moments after The Meeting. You can’t tell here, but I am absolutely elated and basically walking on air. 

And the rest of it
 We eventually found a place to eat and had a delightful meal. Well, okay I couldn’t really eat it, but we sat around and talked for a few hours, and laughed a LOT, and my sister told her funny skunk story (you have to hear it; it’s the funniest thing ever) and I told my Amy Sedaris mix-up story (which my sister loves) and Nicki  and I briefly geeked out about Buffy and James Marsters and how his death was made so much less significant by going over to Angel…and I have to stop now or I will go on a big rant. (I had to stop myself at dinner, too.) 

That night, I couldn’t sleep, and I woke up the next day feeling like shit for various reasons. I was supposed to meet up with a friend, but she missed her train. Considering I wasn’t feeling well, and had a bus to catch mid-day, it really worked out for the best. So Dori and I had a leisurely lunch and then got our bags and went to our respective buses. I actually caught an earlier bus, and was home by 7:30, so it turned out well.

Overall, it was a great weekend. I had so much fun. I got to geek out over Sex and the City, and theater, and hang out with my sister and get to know someone I’ve been speaking with over blog comments for more than a year. Oh, and also, I decided when I got home that Malcolm Gets has now entered prestigious ranks in the world of Sarah: He now joins U2 as being the only two performers I will see anytime, anywhere, for whatever money. He’s THAT good. So…hurry up and find a new project soon, Malcolm, so I can go see you again! 

Video of the Day: Behind the scenes and opening night of The Story of My Life. Good stuff. I especially like Malcolm’s (Alvin’s) last song. It won’t embed, but go watch here.

“Looks like someone’s got a case of the Mondays!” (I will wear no flare)

We’ve arrived – the time of year where things are merry and jolly, and there’s no more new TV for a bit.

I’m usually okay with this. As much of a TV junkie as I am, it’s always kind of nice to have a break. I can catch up on other things, be it books, movies, or other TV shows. Hell, during the writers’ strike last year, I got through all five seasons of Six Feet Under. Never would have done that if there hadn’t been a strike. (NOTE: This does not mean I want another one! Hear me, SAG?)

So we’re pretty much done with TV for 2008 . My DVR will tape tonight’s Pushing Daisies and then…nothing.

But that’s not what I want to talk about. I want to talk about Monday night. Earlier this fall, I was a wee bit overwhelmed on Mondays. Chuck, Heroes AND HIMYM? It got to be too much. So I decided to drop Chuck and Heroes. (GAASSPPP!) I know. But, here’s the thing – I was never a huge fan of Chuck. I think Zachary Levi is cute, and I like Adam Baldwin, but…it’s the same thing. Every. Single. Week. And it just got old. I didn’t care. Sorry, Internet. I don’t care about your beloved show. As for Heroes, well, I think we can all agree it peaked in season 1 and has been downhill since. No amount of HRG or Sylar can save it for me. (Though I would watch a HRG/Sylar spin off. I don’t know how it would work, but get on that, writers.)

So, my once super crowded Monday nights got whittled down to one show. Much less stressful. (Don’t believe me? Read this.)  A routine began – get home, do whatever till 8, start to make dinner (usually pasta) and be in front of the TV by 8:25. (Yes, I watch HIMYM live. I love it that much. That, The Office and 30 Rock. I’ll watch your commercials. I don’t care.) Thus, I kept on catching the last five minutes of The Big Bang Theory. I’d heard good things about the show, I’d heard not-so-good things. Despite the fact that Johnny Galecki talks in a weird nerdy voice the entire time, those last five minutes every week started growing on me. So, somewhere in October, I started my routine earlier – come home, do whatever until 7:30, start making dinner (usually pasta), and be in front of the TV by 8.

So about the show – it’s not the best thing ever. It’s not the worst thing ever. Sometimes, it is very, very funny. Sometimes it’s not. But I always enjoy at least part of it, and Jim Parsons cracks me up. (I know he’s the obvious character to like, but…) I still hate Johnny Galecki talking in a faux nerd-voice, because really, who is he fooling, we all saw Roseanne. However, this is made up slightly by the fact that Moist is cast member. He also has a nerdy voice, but it’s real. (Every time I see him, I think, “You need anything dampened…or made…soggy?”) Point is, it’s grown on me. I’m officially a fan. As I told my roommate on Monday, “It’s not the best show in the world, but it’s…pleasant.” It’s easy. And, as a semi-geeky girl myself (full disclosure – I went to Dragon*Con in 2003), I am amused by comic book/geeky humor. (One of my favorites  is “Rock-Paper-Scissors-Lizard-Spock.”)

So, if you’re looking for something to fill that 8-8:30 time-slot on Monday nights (seriously, Chuck is the same thing every week; you don’t need to watch), I recommend the Big Bang Theory. Come for Sheldon, stay for Penny and Walowitz. It’s a nice way to eat dinner and wait for HIMYM.

Here’s a snippet from the latest episode.  It had me rolling. Set up: Next door neighbor Penny buys Christmas presents for Sheldon and Leonard. This sends Sheldon into a frenzy, as he feels receiving a gift is nothing more than an obligation to reciprocate (which…I agree with to a point –we’ve all been caught off guard with an unexpected gift, and it’s awkward for everyone involved). So he buys a bunch of presents, intending to give her the one that best matches her monetary amount.

It’s even funnier the second time around. Maybe I’ll catch up on season 1 over the winter hiatus.

Video of the Day:  Happy Holidays from Barney Stinson!