Although I might like it for one afternoon, I don't want to live on the moon...

[yumytaffy]

This is apropos of nothing, but clicking through the interwebs yesterday reminded me that "I Don't Want To Live On The Moon" from Sesame Street is still simultaneously the sweetest and most melancholy song ever:

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Sweet jeebus. Just...the heartbreaking simplicity and poignancy of it. It makes me weepy every time. ILU, old school Sesame Street.

And because I'm incapable of coming up with actual transitions, bullet points:

• Glee: I'm just going to take a second to thank (or curse) Glee for reawakening my unhealthy obsession with Lady Antebellum's "I Need You Now." Bonus points to Mark Salling for being hilariously bad ass even while singing such a schmoopy song. There was also a particularly fantastic performance of "Bills, Bills, Bills" by The Warblers that added nothing to the story but was fun nonetheless. In retrospect, and after reading Ken Tucker's recap, the episode wasn't as plot-free as I thought. For one, there were only four musical numbers, as opposed to the 5-6 per ep they pulled at the beginning of S2. Sue's entire plot was actually a subtly meta comment on how Sue--and, in turn, Glee itself--has to continually one-up herself just to feel the same excitement. Glee was subtle. It's a Super Bowl miracle.
• On that note, this is the most accurate Glee description I've read (via Gawker): "Basically all this show has become is an endless series of quitting and joining. They're on the Glee club, they're off the Glee club, they're in football, they're out of football, they're in Cheerios, they're out of Cheerios, then they're in Glee and football, but not Cheerios, and then they're in Cheerios, but not Glee club and they're an alternate on the football team, but only when they're not getting bullied. Then they're going to a prep school and quitting Glee, but joining the Warblers and only doing cameo appearances when they need a Beyoncé number. Seriously, the only dramatic tension the writers can think up is whether or not kids join a particular club? Come on!" OMG, stop quitting things, Glee.
• Nerdy Gras Comic-Con 2011: Woke up at 9 AM on Saturday and joined the masses in thoroughly overloading the ticketing servers. Roughly 4 hours of angry page refreshing later, all of the 4-day passes were gone. I kept refreshing out of principle and ended up with Sunday passes. Tried to get Saturday passes for the hell of it and got those, too. Guess the trick was to stop exuding desperation. So we're going to Comic-Con in July. I'm going to need to get over this registration frustration before I can properly get excited for it..
• I've decided that my future wedding will have a Smilebooth (sort of an update on a classic photobooth/a mini photography studio that inspires silly, creative photos) and pretty much nothing else. We'll have booze, Costco-purchased snacks, origami flowers, and a makeshift waterfall consisting of a kiddie pool and a hose. The rest of the wedding's budget will be spent on a Smilebooth because it's the cutest wedding thing I've ever seen. Now on to step one: finding a boyfriend...
• Yesterday, I typed the words, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEVER LIKED [JOEL] MCHALE? DO YOU NOT HAVE GIRL EYES?" No context necessary.

In other news, there's an unfinished entry somewhere in my computer detailing our Doug Loves Movies adventure last week. It involves a taping of this podcast; an awesome name tag made by friend Abie; and one of my favorite writers/actors/comedians, Thomas Lennon (of Reno 911!/I Love You, Man/17 Again fame), choosing to play for Abie during the podcast's movie game and repeatedly saying he loved her during the taping. I'm pretty sure that if you listen to that episode, you can actually hear me seething with jealousy in the background. Still, it was a good time. Tom Lennon and Doug Benson are always hilarious. The rest of the night ended up being fantastic, too. I can't complain about any night that turns into an epic cupcake hunt through the greater Los Angeles area.

Speaking of driving, I get to spend my morning tomorrow in a car dealership while my car, alternately known as "Squishy" and "TARDIS," gets checked. My Toyota Matrix's only been recalled because a crack can potentially form on the engine, causing the car to shut off even while it's driving. No big deal.