"Cookie Monster is one of the great tragic figures of our time."
1. I wish things weren't so damn hectic at work, because I need a PMS day off work. I am not fit to be around other people.
2. I've been tepid on Pam/Jim for several seasons. Though I do like the pairing, I got tired of them. But damned if I didn't get a bit teary tonight! The wedding was very, very sweet (even if the rehearsal dinner made me cringe in a bad way.)
I called the Maid of the Mist ceremony the moment they ran away; the greenscreening was done well if rather distracting because I'm pretty sure they didn't film there. (Or maybe I missed that spoiler?) While the dance down the aisle was totally plausible for that group of characters, its inclusion felt too ripped-from-the-headlines cheesy for me. Still, I think the episode was done quite well overall, given how easily a long-awaited wedding episode like this one could go very wrong.
So... yeah. Awwww!
3. Was talking to a friend about my trip to the High Museum on Sunday, and I mentioned that several couples talked their way through the galleries. Not just sotto voce murmuring about the art, but the same way they'd chat at Starbucks. Which led my friend and I to a debate over talking in museums and libraries. On one hand, art should be appreciated and discussed instead of strolled past like an obligation, and I'm glad people get something out of it even if they really need to take their voices down a notch. And I think people should definitely talk in libraries provided they're in a section of the facility where it's accepted and that they don't distract others. On the other hand, I guess I'm too married to the expectation of utter silence in places like these. When the majority of patrons are silent, two talkers can depreciate the experience for the rest of us.
4. We also got into a silly discussion about how the first thing both of us do when we get home from work is take off our bras. I'm sure I'm not alone in that one! I'm all about lounging around in a tank top and shorts the moment I walk in the door, and I've been known to avoid running errands because it means getting dressed again.
5. The title of the post is from Sepinwall's post today about seeing a childhood favorite with new eyes. Someone brought up Sesame Street, and I giggled at this comment: "I liken him more to a crackhead. There's a kind of Origin of Cookie Monster video I saw in an episode a few years back where he sings about how he was once a very normal kid (named Sid) and then one day his mother gave him his first chocolate chip cookie... and you see his eyes turn all googly, and he becomes obsessed with cookies and nothing but. Cookie Monster is one of the great tragic figures of our time."
2. I've been tepid on Pam/Jim for several seasons. Though I do like the pairing, I got tired of them. But damned if I didn't get a bit teary tonight! The wedding was very, very sweet (even if the rehearsal dinner made me cringe in a bad way.)
I called the Maid of the Mist ceremony the moment they ran away; the greenscreening was done well if rather distracting because I'm pretty sure they didn't film there. (Or maybe I missed that spoiler?) While the dance down the aisle was totally plausible for that group of characters, its inclusion felt too ripped-from-the-headlines cheesy for me. Still, I think the episode was done quite well overall, given how easily a long-awaited wedding episode like this one could go very wrong.
So... yeah. Awwww!
3. Was talking to a friend about my trip to the High Museum on Sunday, and I mentioned that several couples talked their way through the galleries. Not just sotto voce murmuring about the art, but the same way they'd chat at Starbucks. Which led my friend and I to a debate over talking in museums and libraries. On one hand, art should be appreciated and discussed instead of strolled past like an obligation, and I'm glad people get something out of it even if they really need to take their voices down a notch. And I think people should definitely talk in libraries provided they're in a section of the facility where it's accepted and that they don't distract others. On the other hand, I guess I'm too married to the expectation of utter silence in places like these. When the majority of patrons are silent, two talkers can depreciate the experience for the rest of us.
4. We also got into a silly discussion about how the first thing both of us do when we get home from work is take off our bras. I'm sure I'm not alone in that one! I'm all about lounging around in a tank top and shorts the moment I walk in the door, and I've been known to avoid running errands because it means getting dressed again.
5. The title of the post is from Sepinwall's post today about seeing a childhood favorite with new eyes. Someone brought up Sesame Street, and I giggled at this comment: "I liken him more to a crackhead. There's a kind of Origin of Cookie Monster video I saw in an episode a few years back where he sings about how he was once a very normal kid (named Sid) and then one day his mother gave him his first chocolate chip cookie... and you see his eyes turn all googly, and he becomes obsessed with cookies and nothing but. Cookie Monster is one of the great tragic figures of our time."