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OMG, last night DVR stopped being my BFF and had me saying WTF!

fallonemmys.jpgAfter watching the Emmys for an hour, we decided to record the rest and switch to Masterpiece Theatre, because Inspector Lewis is rather cool in his own curmudgeonly way, and there are no commercials on PBS.

Okay, no problem. Lewis first, Emmys later. We'd skip the commercials and cut off the (mostly) boring speeches.

And then it got complicated. That damned notice came up saying that we were recording two shows: the Emmys and Boston Legal, and would have to get rid of one recording to change channels. At 10, we were recording Mad Men and at 10:30, Entourage, so the same thing would happen then.

Panic! We could record Masterpiece and watch it any old time. But Mad Men? Gotta see it Sunday night. Entourage is a close second.

We could watch The Emmys until 11, commercials, speeches and all — or, switch to Entourage at 10:30, meanwhile recording Mad Men at 11. But that would take us to midnight, and we'd have to watch all those commercials, although, mercifully, no speeches.

We are used to seeing MM On Demand: 45 uninterrupted minutes of brilliant material plus eye candy for both of us. John! Marsha! Don! Joannie. . . . Watching it in real time is like getting a series of phone calls during a delicious dinner.

We were so confused.

janeedieemmys.jpgEmmys? Could live without them. But what if something dramatic happened? You want to see that sort of thing in real time. Today's Times notes that a lot of the winners were the same as last year, and that Edie Falco called her victory "ridiculous." On the other hand, Hugh Laurie, always nominated but never quite winning, "couldn't suppress a look of dismay — or dyspepsia," wrote Alessandra Stanley. Funny. But doesn't he always look a little dyspeptic?

On the other hand, Jane Lynch looked, well, gleeful . . .



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Mon
23
Aug
2010
Written by Pat Fortunato
toiletpaper.jpgThere are some things I will not discuss in this blog: religion, politics, chin hairs. But there is something I must talk to you about today: poop.

There are, of course, words describing this substance that are far less cute, but I'm taking my cue from Oprah (a girl could do worse) and sticking with the P word. For now.

For years, filmmakers have found it necessary to show men at urinals, and many, many scenes in movies and even on TV take place in rest rooms, sometimes involving men checking each other out.
This is supposed to be daring? Funny? Original? Maybe the first 4000 times, not any more.

So some genius in LaLa Land has decided that it's time to kick it up a notch and show people sitting on toilets.

Example: The otherwise dignified and very stylish A Single Man has a scene where Colin Firth stares pensively out the window from the privacy of his privy. In the words of Mel Brooks, was this really nessa? Wouldn't his bedroom window have done just as well?

Death At A Funeral, which has its funny moments, not only showed the grouchy uncle played by Danny Glover on the can, but had Tracy Morgan picking him up and getting covered with you-know-what. The potty plot was so contrived that we are to believe that Tracy couldn't wash it all off,  thus involving lots of jokes about the smell of poo. Hysterical.

On Bethanny Getting Married? (Talk about a guilty pleasure!), the not-exactly-blushing bride had to pee real bad when she was in her wedding dress and the ceremony was about to begin. Oh, and she was pregnant. So she had her assistant, that lucky man, get a pail for her to pee in, then lifted her voluminous skirts and went at it. Okay, I get it. I might have done the same thing in that situation. But on camera?

One only wonders what would have happened if the sudden urge to do a Number Two came upon her. . . .



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Written by Pat Fortunato
Do you get those emails whose main function is to remind you how old you're getting – and how young the rest of the world is? The latest one, at least, had interesting information to process, assuming that any of us above the Age of Consent are still able to process information.

It was about Freshmen  —  the kids who are starting college this Fall.
That means they were born in 1992, and that means, among other things:

dorm.jpg•They cannot imagine not having a remote control.
•Popcorn has always been made in the microwave.
•Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.
•They don't know who Mork was or where he was from. This explains why none of the kids at the family beach outing laughed when I said "Na-nu Na-Nu." They looked at me as if I were from Ork or something.
•They've also never heard the saying "Where's the beef," which is a shame. And they totally wouldn't get "I'd walk a mile for a Camel," which is just as well. Luckily, Mad Men features Lucky Strikes.
•They don't know who JR is, and therefore couldn't care less who shot him.
And so it goes.

This list was put together by staff members of Benoit College in Wisconsin to "give the faculty a sense of the mindset of this year's incoming freshmen."

I'd like to add a little something to their impressionable young mindsets.

For starters, would any of you Freshmen have put quotes around the sentence about the faculty —let alone italicize it or attribute a source? Having always used the Internet for research (Library? What's a library?) it's natural to just paste and copy whole chunks of material into your work.

Note to the Benoit staff: add
Plagiarism 101 to the curriculum.
Note to freshmen: sign up.


Other advice (both friendly and free) I'd like to give to Freshmen . . .



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Written by Pat Fortunato
action2.jpgThis is the kind of story that makes you feel good to be alive. Or slit your wrists.

A family in the south had fallen on hard times. They were out of work, out of money, but — hold on to your Kryptonite — not out of luck.

As they were cleaning out the attic, because the house they had owned for 60 years was now in foreclosure, they came across a pile of old comics. And, yes, you guessed it! They found a copy of Action Comics #1. Holy Phonebooth! That's the first, and very valuable, comic featuring The Man of Steel.

One of these babies sold for $1.5 million, although the copy in question isn't in pristine condition, and will probably fetch "only" about a quarter to a half million.

No one is complaining! Superman literally saved the day, just as you always dreamed he would.

So cool.
And yet so cruel.

Because you just know that sometime, somewhere, you had something you didn't realize was valuable and threw it away in a fit of feng shui gone terribly wrong. Or maybe, like someone I know, your mother tossed out an actual copy of Action Comics #1 just to tidy things up. Ouch!

And what about The Antiques Road Show? Sure, most of the stuff people bring in turn out to be just that, stuff: fakes, frauds or just plain old junk. But the items they show on TV tend to be real, and are worth real money.

You could have something like that hiding somewhere at this very moment . . .




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Sun
01
Aug
2010
Written by Pat Fortunato
dreamstime_7734970.jpgOr is it just that some people ON Facebook are dead?

No, really. As Facebook gets older, so do its users: people over 65 are joining at a greater rate than any other age group. And some of these people, poor dears, pass on. No, they haven't switched to MySpace. They've gone to the Great Internet In the Sky.

But here on Planet Earth, dearly departed members of Facebook and their friends keep getting messages. Like the one reported in The New York Times suggesting that a woman "get back in touch with an old family friend who had played piano at her wedding four years earlier." Well, we can only hope that the friend is part of some great heavenly choir, because she died in April, and the woman who got this "suggestion" from Facebook was truly creeped out.

If that woman had been Betty White she might have told Facebook exactly what to do with their site, not to mention their ouija board. Alas, she wasn't, and she didn't. Our loss.

As if Facebook didn't have enough to worry about as it is, what with law suits about privacy issues and competing social networks.  Now it has to contend with "ghosts in the machine," which it calls a "very sensitive topic." Ya think?

It gets worse: people report deaths on Facebook when the "deceased" are very much alive! Some of these Living Dead have to go on Facebook to inform the world that they're not even sick.

And I thought I had problems with social networks . . .


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