Of sitcoms and other awkward moments

Gonna stone two birds with one glass house… or something… and respond to topics upon which Michele and Bill have recently put digits to key.

Bill wants us to recount our sitcom moments — those Gilliganesque times where your otherwise boring-as-hell life resembles something so laugh-track wacky that, in order to purchase the rights, Sherwood Schwartz would have used up most of his budget and could only have afforded three Brady kids and a dog named Cindy. Such is her tale of the blue facial mask (and why I call her “smurfette” to this very day).

Other than those painful episodes where I have been dive-bombed by hummingbirds while wearing an Hawaiian shirt, gotten pelted with acorns by irate squirrels, and been stuck in an assembly line with my best friend, Ethel, trying to wrap chocolates while that damned foreman kept calling for it to go faster (I just wanted to smack that bitch), I really don’t have any to share.

However, this morning I heard an interview with Michael Richards on NPR. He was promoting the release of the Seinfeld DVD. And this brings me to Michele’s post where she proclaims that she likes neither the Beatles nor Twinkies. It’s one of those revelations that makes people gasp in shock and dismay and question their belief that she is really a good okay tolerable human being. (Until you see a whole raft of losers commenters who agree with her and begin to question your own existence.)

Well, two can play at that game. I have my own sorry secret: I don’t like Seinfeld.

There. I said it. The “greatest comedy ever made” elicits naught but yawns from this corner of the couch. The only thing that will make me pick up the remote faster than a Seinfeld re-run is… erm, I’ll have to get back to you on that.

So, um, what’s your news?

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20 Responses to Of sitcoms and other awkward moments

  1. michele says:

    Seinfeld is ok. I wouldn’t set my watch by it.

    You’re still in my Ok Human Beings book.

  2. geeky says:

    I don’t like Seinfeld either! It’s supposed to be one of the defining sitcoms of my generation (along with Friends), and I’ve never ever liked it.

    Oh, and I hate that move A Christmas Story. HATE.

  3. KB says:

    I’ve long wondered how Seinfeld is successful outside of the New York City tri-state area. Many of the jokes are so metrocentric I can’t see how they over with anyone south or west of New Jersey. Personally speaking I love Seinfeld and will be picking up the DVDs today (under direct request from my wife). But then again I am a native New Yorker.

  4. Solonor says:

    Geeky, you really need to get over this hostility at not getting a Red Ryder BB Gun for Christmas. It’s messing up all your interactions with us normal humans.

    Just take a deep breath and say, “I’m glad I didn’t get an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle. I might have shot my eye out!”

  5. kat says:

    Not so much sitcomish as real life hell.
    My maiden name is Gilligan.
    Please picture with me the torture I faced over the years and growing up while this show was on tv.
    I applied for a bank account when I was about 13, my very first bank account to go with my very first job.
    After I filled out the little card and the bank clerk walked away to set up my new account, she was humming the theme song.
    Humming. It.
    I hated my parents for the name and then after my divorce, my ex-hubs says to me that I need to give back the last name and I said no fucking way! It’s mine! I earnnned it and you can’t have it back!

  6. Solonor says:

    Kat: That’s AWESOME. Little buddy.

  7. Sunidesus says:

    I’ve never understood Seinfeld either. It has it’s occasional funny bits, but for the most part I just find it dumb.

    It’s nice to know there’s other freaks like me out there that never really understood that show 😉

  8. Linkmeister says:

    I could take it or leave it. I never watched when it was on the primetime schedule, but now that it’s syndicated I’ll catch some of it occasionally.

    Bring back Taxi!

  9. Ric The Schmuck says:

    Solly, you never cease to amaze me.

    After all these years, and all the time we’ve spent around each other, and I just now find out that you don’t like Seinfeld? Really?


    I never liked the show when it was on, either. I was looked down upon because I would watch Home Improvement instead of Seinfeld. Not the Home Improvement is any example of televised excellence, but I would get the occasional chuckle from it. Far more than Seinfeld. Which wouldn’t take much.

    I will allow that now, however the hell long it’s been since the show ended, I can stand a little more of it than I used to be able to.

    Damned funny that we both disliked the show so much, and never expressed that to one another.

    Now, about this person who doesn’t like the Beatles…………… can’t something be done about that?

  10. Lesley says:

    I swear, I am like the only New York Jew who hates Seinfeld.

  11. ADL says:

    This is an official notice from the Anti-Defamation League (ADL) ordering you to cease and desist from your anti-semitic attacks on one of the best minds of this or any generation. Jerry Seinfeld is brilliant, his show is brilliant, every single person who performed with him on the show is brilliant, and anyone who says otherwise clearly has a problem with The Chosen People.

    Next thing you know there’ll be a bunch of anti-dentities showing up here.

  12. ADL says:

    dentites. Not dentities. Oy.

  13. Ric The Schmuck says:

    So do you have to be Jewish to find Seinfeld funny?

    Maybe that’s why I never appreciated it. Oy!

  14. deb says:

    Okay..I’ll play lol! I’ve never liked Fleetwood Mac – please don’t tell my boyfriend ;~)

  15. Sherri says:

    Solonor’s Pop-Cultural Trespass Confessional, eh? Sure.

    I haven’t watched a sitcom since about 1992. Back then I was watching only Northern Exposure. Friends, Home Improvement, Frasier, Seinfield — all of ’em — went on their weird ways without me. I don’t care.

    For that matter, I haven’t seriously followed a drama since then (One short abberation last year, but the show was canceled — as was inevitable, since I was watching it). After a childhood and adolescence spent able to identify the day of the week and the hour by what was on any of the Big 3, I don’t think I tune into a network affiliated station more than 2-3 times a year.

    I also hate twinkies. Hostess Cupcakes, too. The fruit pies are ok, but…Little Debbie Swiss Rolls, please. But I love me some Beatles!

  16. Sherri says:

    Oh — and Someone Who Shall Remain Nameless But We Both Know made me watch A Christmas Story repeatedly and now…I just cringe. I can quote bits of it, but I don’t want to. Since last year, the damn Leg Lamps have been everywhere. Erk!

  17. Ric The Schmuck says:

    I forgot about the Twinkies!

    What’s going on here in America? It’s certainly near-blashphemous (sp?) to not like The Beatles, but to not like Twinkies? Wow.

    Did anyone (besides me) check out the Shrek version, the Twinkies with the green filling? Yum yum.

    Besides, it won’t be good for you if you can’t appreciate Twinkies. Remember, the only things that will be left after The Big One goes off will be cockroaches, and Twinkies! (And I’m not too partial to cockroaches, myself. No Fear Factor for me!)

  18. Sunidesus says:

    cockroaches with Twinkie filling maybe?

  19. Christine says:

    I never got into Seinfeld, either. I was pissed the other day, when I went into Best Buy to look for that Important DVD (Hell Freezes Over, Pigs Fly, The Sox Win The World Series), and was bombarded with stacks upons stacks of that Seinfeld box set.

    I might sometimes watch it in reruns if I were bored and too lazy to change the channel or out in a DVD.

    But not very often. Jason Alexander is enough to make me less lazy and watch something else, or just turn off the damned TV. I cannot STAND him!

  20. Christine says:

    Oh…and *A Christmas Story* is my favorite holiday movie.

    Be sure to drink your Ovaltine!

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