I Hate the Emmys.

I wasn't going to blog about this, but I had an email exchange with Reva and Adam (who know almost as much about pop culture as I do, heh), so I'm just going to copy and paste what I wrote to them about my thoughts on the Emmy nominations for this year:

I generally hate the Emmys. I've never understood how in ensemble shows, there's always one actor who gets snubbed. Courteney Cox was never nominated for Friends. Kristin Davis didn't get nominated for Sex and the City for 4 years. And now Ed O'Neill? If there's anything unifying about Modern Family, it's him. In other words, even when the Emmys get it right, they get it WRONG.

Matthew Morrison for Glee? Really? Is it because they love his white-boy rapping? (I also happen to hate Chris Colfer's portrayal on Glee. There's nothing nuanced about it, it's completely unlikeable, and I think it unnecessarily feeds into the fears of so many straight dudes.) But then, I really don't like Glee as show, so I'm biased. I totally am fine with the general love for it since I get that it's the politically cool choice this year.

I think the nominations for The Office represent everything that's wrong with the Emmys. The Emmys seem to vote purely on memory and it reeks of laziness. The Office was fine this year, but it was nowhere near as good as it has been and, more importantly, it's simply not as good as many other shows currently on the air. But it's like the Emmys don't want to admit that any show that they once liked might have gone downhill, so they keep nominating it until it goes off the air. See Tony Shalhoub as yet another example.

Boo. I also don't really watch the Emmys when they air (unless NPH is host) because what's the point? Give the awards to Kelsey Grammar, Tina Fey and/or Sarah Jessica Parker, Alison Janney, and Jeremy Piven, regardless of whether they were even on a show this year, and let us wait until the Golden Globes (shudder I can't believe I just typed that) where they are at least willing to consider that there are other shows on television worth watching.

Also, the fact that the episode "Modern Warfare" from Community didn't get nominated for anything is so beyond me, I wonder if the people who nominate things even own a television, let alone the internet.

Yes, I hate the Emmys. Hate. Them.

I know this is wishful thinking, but other than wishing that Cougar Town getting a nomination (or at the very least -- Busy Phillips), I wish that Justified had been nominated for something. Unbelievably well-written and awesomely acted.

Terrible Music.

I need help. I find myself weakening to the power of the Biebs. Someone stop me before it's too late.

Look, I've never claimed to have good taste in music. I find it a source of pride that I bought Justin Timberlake's first solo album AND Nick Carter's solo album. At the same time, I know the difference between good and bad music. I just choose bad music.

But dear Lord, even I'm tested by some of the stuff out right now. Some, yeah, I can resist. Like, I don't own any Katy Perry stuff. I also don't own any Miley Cyrus twaddle (although I'm weakening to Party in the USA everyday). Yes, I own one Ke$ha song (Love Is My Drug). Shoot me.

So this mea culpa here has to do with the fact that: I don't have any Justin Bieber, but oh man, I'm ready to dl some lesbian tween diddies. Come on people! His crap is so friggin' catchy! And I might as well take advantage of his stuff before his voice changes. We all know that Hanson just isn't the same as it once was. (And I love me some Mmm Bop).

I needed to get that off my chest. But one thing you can all be safe and secure in knowing is this: Imma Be is just dung from Satan's backyard. Shame on you Black Eyed Peas. And shame on you world for supporting that song.

Doing My Part To Continue The Viral Vid Business.

Kristin Chenoweth is cute as a button's button:

This is awesome because I'm human:

This is awesome because I'm a nerd:

Subway Is Apparently Uniquely American.

Tonight for dinner, I was standing behind two French tourists at Subway.  It occurred to me that Subway had got to be one of the most confusing fast food places for foreigners.  Sure, it looks like a fast food joint, but nothing about it is intuitive.  And if you didn't study your English vocab for wheat, oat, Italian, flatbread, pepperjack, provolone, cucumber, lettuce, etc. you're screwed.

 

Also, I don't think the tourists realized that they were supposed to pay for the drink fountain and the chips on display.

Phlegm. Flem. Boo.

I know that the 8 of you that still read this thing have been wondering what happened to me. No, I haven't been stomping around any Land of Milk and Honey. Instead, I've been sick. Dealing with some weird mild-flu. I know it's not much, but here's some joy to tie you and me over:



Super Mario!!!

Asian people are so awesome.

I Take It Back.

This is the EPICest.



Pwnt.

I've Been Delinquent With the Posting.

This video is EPIC:



This video is EPICer:



This video is EPICerer:



And lastly, I would embed these vids, but the full post does better justice to the glory that is Paul Rudd dancing. It brings me joy.