The Emmy nominations came out today. I like TV, but I'm not big on awards shows. The Oscars don't do shit for me and I can't stand to watch people talk about fashion. I can stand to read about the fashions after the event, but watching for 4 hours just to see what Catherine Zeta-Jones is wearing is a bit much.
Nonetheless the Emmy nominations came out today and apparently 'Everybody Loves Raymond.' Well, everyone but me.
It's not that I hate the show, but I just don't think it's funny at all. How that show has lasted for nine years shows me the state of TV today.
Here's a little tidbit of interest about the Emmy nominations: 'Everybody Loves Raymond' was nominated for best writing for ONE episode of last season. There are 10 credited writers on that show. It took TEN people to crank out mother-in-law and dumb husband jokes.
'Arrested Development,' by the way, was nominated for THREE episodes in the same category. There are no more than 2 writers on each episode.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out in less than 2 days (or less than 32 hours if you're going to buy it at midnight). I have to say that I'm excited to see it. Mostly I'm for any book that gets a kid reading. I'm sure that porn would do the same thing, but I think parents would find it only slightly more objectionable than the "heathen Satanism" that's in the Potter books.
Speaking of porn, the new Hustler Store opened here a couple weeks ago, but it's grand opening is tomorrow. Larry Flynt and Ron Jeremy are going to be in town to help launch the thing. The new store has a cafe in it and if the coffee's cheaper than Starbucks, I might have to frequent it. The Hustler store is about three blocks from our office and I'm willing to patronize any establishment that offers me the cheap caffeine high and the pleasure of wondering why one would want a grape-flavored butt plug. The mysteries of the world abound.
I'm so close to hitting 1,000 on my blogpatrol counter. If you happen to the lucky 1,000th person, let me know. I'd like to see who it is.
5 comments:
A Hustler Store?!?! Where?? What will that do to my all-time favorite "World's Largest" Adult store? There's no way you can beat that place.
...pun intended
It's me! I'm number 1000! Yaaaaay! Oh,geez, I've never won anything thing before... Uh, Uh...
I guess I'd like to thank Anne, and uh, geez, without Ashley, this wouldn't have been possible...
Shera, who's always been here supporting me, Precious, my sweet, sweet Precious... Oh, the music's starting to play! Uh, Mom, Dad, we did it! All of my lawyers, the staff at Blogger, Hainted.blogspot.com, uh... If I've forgotten anone, I'm sorry!
Thank you!
Congratulations, Swampy! I'll have your blogger check sent with your OJ prize.
The Hustler store is just off the interstate and Church street. A wonderful place for everyone to see you go into the store and for smartass teenage girls to yell "I'm telling your wife" to the middle aged men who walk out.
Has anyone seen Swampette? I miss her.
If you can't take the heat, stay the fuck out the kitchen.
I'm just sayin'.
Word.
You mean dining at the "Y"...
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