Summer Musings...

The title of this post will mean nothing to most people, but if you work with me you understand. Some genius prankster found my phone unattended in the office and proceeded to send an email that was allegedly from me offering some advice on how to spend the last moments of summer. The advice was as follows:

1. Try the veal - You can never go wrong with a good veal cutlet whether it's grilled or parmesan.

2. Wax on. Wax off - Rent the original Karate Kid. No one wants to admit it, but this is really Hollywood at its best.

3. Delete with extreme prejudice - Nothing eases the mind or speeds up Outlook load times like deleting old email messages.

4. Chill out - Beat the heat with an ice cold Fanta! I know some are partial to Coke products, but for my money, nothing refreshes like a Fanta.

Pretty funny right? Plus since I have been the architect of my share of office pranks, I had it coming.

But I have some real musings that I have been thinking about lately, so figured I should share those.

1. Sad but true fact about me: I learned more about American History from watching the movie 1776, than I did in all my history courses combined. I specifically remember getting a 115 on a test in college because there was extra credit for knowing the names of Constitutional delegates. I just sang the songs in my head and nailed it.
2. In addition to my previously posted fear of seeing a robbery at Blockbuster when it is closed, I am convinced some criminal is lying in wait for me in the morning when I open my garage door to leave for the gym. So much so, that I have to get into my car, lock the doors, then open the garage door.
3. My sense of humor must be terrible. Every time I talk to other people about shows I think are funny they strongly disagree. For example, I think Community and Parks and Recreation are the funniest sitcoms on network TV. I told this to a group of colleagues at lunch and you would have thought I said I liked drowning puppies in my spare time by their reactions. I tried to salvage the situation and tell them that I also love It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. They again disagreed, even though they admitted they had never seen the show. To me, this is just insanity. I mean, how can you watch this and not laugh? I would argue that the look on Dennis' face when he discovers the high harmony on Charlie's song is funnier than any entire episode of The Office for the past season. I guess if you don't think that's funny, I don't want to be your friend anyway.

Well, that is probably enough to ponder for one day. Thanks for reading and until next time, Mahalo!

The Situation

The return of Jersey Shore mandates the return of the blog. This show continues to entertain and break new ground in comedy. Just last night The Situation had the following exchange:
TS: Yeah, I need to place an order for delivery.
DG: What's the name on that?
TS: The Situation.
DG: What?
TS: The Situation. Capital S, i, t, u, a, t, i, o, n.

Simply brilliant. We also learned that the new house is a grenade free foundation.
I was really worried that season 2 wouldn't live up to season 1, but I've been proven wrong so far. Let's hope they keep up the good work.

I actually listened to Carolla for the first time in several weeks this morning. I am not a fan of his new podcast format, since T is prominently involved. She's the worst, Jerry, the worst. But I have discovered that they do a weekly recap called, "This Week in This Week." It's basically a highlight show and covers all the good, without all the crap filler. I will at least listen to that once a week and share my thoughts.

I had an extraordinary discovery the other day. I learned that Girl Clerk #1's ex-boyfriend is a Carolla fiend just like me and that factor in their breakup was his Carolla obsession. I wish I could have been around to instruct her how to deal with the situation and have him start an unreadable blog to save the relationship. So maybe for the sake of others in relationships, I need to start writing again in order to show others the way to maintain happy relationships with their partners of questionable comedy taste.

And now a non-Journey song for your weekend. Mahalo.