1. You have no idea what day of the week it is.
Breaking Bad’s Bryan Cranston as Dr. Tim Whatley, Jerry and Kramer’s dentist.
2. Unmarried Without Children
She can do whatever the hell she wants, and I hope she’s having a lot of really incredible sex and feeling awesome about herself because she is beautiful and she should.
How come none of my friends ever had a cool hangout area where all the kids could sit and talk and smoke pot and generally be unencumbered by adults? Oh? Because this is a TV show? Groovy.
It’s more than disconcerting. There is just no reason for it. I have a robust personal vocabulary that is resplendent with adjectives. Yet, “awesome” persists.
Yet I am that Robert, a name worthy of leading the Confederacy but dateless at prom; ready to be quarterback of the Washington Redskins or play your favorite Hufflepuffian vampire but never scribbled inside marble notebooks, adorned by hearts and kisses. It’s sobering.
Then, the show abruptly ended. Viewers moved on. Wishbone had a few books out that showcased his skillful poetry, but most people didn’t care. If you watch PBS, you don’t buy books. You absorb them through osmosis.