Late last week I was having a conversation with someone whose taste I vaguely respect, and she started talking about the show "How I Met Your Mother" and how it was OH MY GOD FINALLY coming back with new episodes this week and it's about damn time and hey, what did I think of it?
"I dunno," I said. "That's on Monday nights, and it came on after I started doing Quizo, so I've never seen it." (Obviously.) "And besides, isn't that a... [shudder] sitcom?"
I received quite the nasty look at this.
"You have to watch this show," she says. "It's hilarious. It's GENIUS."
I am dubious to say the least.
Then she says, "How I Met Your Mother is the new Coupling," and I say, "hold the fucking phone, now, let's not say things we can't take back."
The original BBC Coupling (not the bastardized, horrifying American version) is a personal favorite of mine, and is one of the best-written television shows in, like, ever. Calling a show with Doogie Howser MD - I know that much about it - the successor to that is high praise indeed, and not something to be said lightly.
"Come on," she says. "I just know you can do some kind of thing where you use your phone to control your computer and download it."
"No," I say. "I can't exactly do THAT." This is actually a lie. I can totally do that. I'm just not going to pay through the nose for data charges over my phone to download a show I've never seen before. That's only for emergencies like when I'm out on a Saturday night and I forgot to tell my computer to download Match of the Day.
When I got home, though, I told my computer (with, you know, my fingers) to download the first season. By the time I woke up yesterday morning I had finished getting it and watched the first episode.
Now let me tell you two important things I learned yesterday.
1) How I Met Your Mother is, in fact, a very funny and quite awesome show and is, I daresay, a worthy successor to Coupling in both quality and spirit.
2) With appropriate breaks for eating (two meals, I slept until about 12:30 yesterday), showers (3), and catching an inning or two of the Phillies (I think I throw harder than Jamie Moyer), it takes about nine and a half hours to watch an entire season of a sitcom.
In my defense, it was raining for at least a couple minutes at some point yesterday.
So the second anniversary of Quizo is coming up, and there's some consternation as to how we should go about this. My original plan was to have a big thing in the restaurant, but then I found out that the golf outing stuff actually spills into the restaurant, which means we're pretty much pigeonholed into the Rigger Bar. This is not a terrible option, though I don't love it. Now if we really wanted the restaurant or the Main Bar we would have to wait until the week after next, which is NOT the actual anniversary, which makes every OCD bone in my body (that is to say all of them) quiver in fear and loathing.
Being the kind and generous person I am, though - stop snickering! - I'm going to throw it open to you folks. Do you prefer the rigger bar next Monday - in what will essentially be a semi-private Quizo - or do we wait a week and have a fully-public event in the main bar?
Choose, but choose wisely. For as the true Anniversary Quizo will give you life - and, along with drink specials, a VERY outstanding something extra - the false Anniversary Quizo will take it from you...
JLK
Monday, April 30, 2007
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