TV for Everybody

If you know me, you know my love of the wierd...the quirky...the outright stupid.

I love the stuff you can't make up.

I love stuff that just makes you shake your head.

I love put downs like this:

"Good luck with your suitcases not catching on fire!" (whatever the hell that meant Emmy!)

And it is with that deep love that I share with you my joy with the new television season....

I am in love with the new show "Pushing Daisies"

That being said - it made me throw up in my mouth just a little bit...

You see, Pushing Daisies made me think of the short lived series "Wonderfalls" which was a little show about a girl in a Niagara Falls gift shop who the souveniers talked to.

That made me think of a number between five and seven.

That made me think of novel ways to make money if you don't want a job.

That made me think of online live porn.

That made me throw up a little.

But back to the show...

If you haven't watched already, you must start. But before you do, you must go to ABC.com and watch the two you have missed. Both the Pie-lette and the second show lay the groundwork for what you are watching.

Basically, Ned touches people, brings them back to life for one minute, finds out who killed them, then touches them again and they stay dead. But it is much more than that.

It is what Lemony Snicket would be like if his characters ever had a good day.

It is Willy Wonka without that freakish boat scene.

It it Tim Burton, and Danny Elfman without Jack and Sally.

It is the best show of the new fall season...

Watch it. Or Else. It's on in 1 Day, 8 hours and 53 minutes!

Oh yeah, I will be dedicating this blog to television for the next few posts. Unless I see something stupid in the meantime.

Literary Masterpieces (or when McGraw/Hill meant quality)

I'm an eclectic sort of music lover.

My (nameless)I-pod has music from all genrés. From Willie Nelson to Led Zeppelin from Jimmy Dorsey to Nickelback.

Remember the days when you could quote a love song and make it yours? Lyrics were like poetry. I loved listening to music, and the words were as good as any Emily Bronté novel. Listening to music could take me away from the place I was. It is through this love of music lyrics that my new XM radio has brought me to new heights of literary disaster.

T-Pain says:
"Oooo she made us drinks, to drink We drunk 'em, (Got drunk)

Tim McGraw and Faith Hill tell me:
So I need you...Like a needle needs a vein...
Like the father and the son need the Holy Ghost

Yep, nothing says love to me like a guy who needs a shot of whiskey, a cigarette and a hit of smack before he loves me. I won't even go into the religion lesson about how the Father and Son ARE the Holy Ghost...

Now I just can't let McGraw & Hill off the hook that easily...they have also brought us this literary masterpiece: If I could grant you one wish I’d wish you could see the way you kiss...Sorry, that is just freakish! (sort of like Kerri's avatar)

Of course, bad songs are nothing new...remember this one?
I've been alive forever...And I wrote the very first song....I put the words and the melodies together...I am music, and I write the songs.

Saw Barry on TV the other night - he IS as old as dirt! Might actually have written the first song.

I could go on forever...but I would like to leave you all with these ditties

• Hip Hop Marmalade...spic And span...met you one summer and it all began...
• This is why I’m hot...Catch me on the block...Every other day... Another bitch another drop
• I Got Your Slippers,Your Dinner,Your Dessert,And So Much More..Anything You Want,I Want To Cater to you

Have to Admit I like this one though...

We got along until you did that...Now all I want is just my stuff back...Do you get that?

So, what are your worst song lyrics of all time? Let me know, it will tell me soooooooooo much about you (hee hee)

Next Time - how one quirky new TV show made me throw up in my mouth (a little bit)