THE FIRST 100 DAYS
This week, I’m ruminating about milestones.
The first hundred days have come and gone for you-know-who; that infamous, inexperienced, corpulent, lay-about who watches an awful lot of tv, and twitters on a daily basis. Some may say this person has not been successful, for there’s precious little substance behind the persona, and few tangible accomplishments. But, I disagree. I’m quite proud of my website, this blog, and my comedic aspirations. Sure, I’ve spent some time catching up on thirty year’s worth of pop culture via Netflix and Hulu, but I also published my hundredth Daily Tidbit yesterday – so, yea for me.
Besides, binge-watching Gilmore Girls, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Breaking Bad has brought fresh waters to my stagnant pool of cultural relevancy that has been neglected since in 1986. For instance, when people talked about Lorelai and her cravings, I assumed they were talking about that saucy minx who was scheduled to crash Dennis DeYoung’s pad at eight, and would be staying for an indefinite amount of time, if you catch my drift. But, no. Lorelai craved coffee, rapid delivery of the spoken word, and when the mood struck, Luke the diner owner. Ah, now I get the diner references. I thought Styx had fallen on hard times and had resorted to setting up eateries as a pretense to play gigs to a wider fan base and get Lorelai to stick around.
The dark, engrossing world of Breaking Bad, made me realize that references to tighty-whities and drug use were about a high school teacher/cancer-victim/escape artist/neglectful husband/brilliant strategist/bad friend/chemist extraordinaire/oblivious father who had the ignominious alliterative handle of Walter White; and not about Bill Clinton. Although, I’m still not convinced that Blue Sky had nothing to do with an aging president’s anatomy. Okey-dokey.
My most recent binge, if you don’t count the contents of my Easter basket, was familiarizing myself with the most academically-researched television show in history. You’d think having spent most of my adult life as an educator, I’d be all over this. Alas, you’d be wrong. Where do I begin? Well, maybe the title. Yes, I know it’s taken from a previously released film, but that’s no excuse. How do I put this. The title sounds so stupid. Descriptive, but dumb. I’m being a bit harsh, I know. However, I gotta admit that after watching close to 150 hours of the same plot, albeit with Buffy in various shades of emotional distress, tresses, and incongruous combat attire, the show wore me down with it’s hip, insouciant vibe. And, dang, the writing was excellent. Yet, it’s one of those shows I wanted to like more than I actually did. Moreover, I’ve already forgotten a lot of it. Don’t wig out, Scoobies. See? I’m getting more relevant every day.
So, what have I got to show for my first hundred days as a comedian with a website? Well, I’ve significantly upped my Twitter and Facebook postings which in truth probably just leads to more annoyed people; I’ve increased my culture quotient so that now I catch on to approximately ten to fifteen percent of what cool people talk about; and I’ve enjoyed putting my little thoughts on virtual paper and researching comedic or interesting luminaries who have tidbits worthy of note. What will the next hundred days bring? Hopefully, global stabilization; racial, religious, and ethnic harmony; and increased competence in a job well done. Here’s hoping the other inexperienced, corpulent, Twitter aficionado, and tv watcher will up the ante too.
~ Emery Lamb
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