Wednesday, August 20, 2003
I feel like I should be able to spout off some appropriate Monty Python reference here, but I can't. Sorry.
Congratulations to Doug on finally capturing his holy grail (the Lois & Clark season three Christmas episode). Some of you might remember that a few weeks ago, I was very excited by the prospect that I, too, would finally get to capture one of my own holy grails (Felicity episode 46: "Hello, I Must Be Going," or "the one where Julie goes apeshit and leaves the show.") However, due to the dark forces of the universe, the wonderful folks at WE, my friends' cravings for Thai food and my own rampant stupidity, this was not to be. This is what happened.
The Friday before last was supposed to be the day. I had been looking forward to it for weeks. My friends and I had planned to go out for Thai food, but I figured this would not interfere with my watching of the show since a) I could tape it or b) I could watch it at a later time, since WE usually re-runs each episode at least three times. So when Sallie told me we were meeting for dinner at 6:45, I was not deterred. I decided to watch the show when it came on again later that night, reasoning that it would be stupid to tape just the last 15 minutes of it. Plus, I had had a nap that afternoon, which meant I would be fully prepared to stay up until midnight or later in order to catch the episode.
However, I severely underestimated the sleep-inducing power of a large Thai meal and a beer. I had tried to stay awake by flipping through cable shows until 12:30, at which point sleepiness was beginning to overpower me. A quick check of the TV guide channel made it abundantly clear that WE had absolutely no intention of running the episode again at a later time. Mildly distraught, I decided to go to bed. I still had not given up hope, though, because WE usually will run the episode again the next morning (or if the episode is on Friday, the following Monday morning). Usually these episodes come on at 11:00 or 12:00, so, with no Internet at home and no way to check the WE schedule, I figured I would just set my VCR on Monday for a block between 11:00 and 1:00--surely that would allow me to catch it.
Of course, I again underestimated the complete and utter randomness of WE's scheduling. It turns out that, contrary to all of their usual patterns, they ran this episode only once in this cycle, and I ended up taping an hour of Single in the City (which they did decide to run multiple times that weekend) and an hour of some random movie from the '70s. So now I will again have to wait for four more seasons to go by before I have another chance to see this episode. And by that time, I might have moved into a bigger apartment where I don't have the free cable. See? The universe does not want me to see this episode. Why? Perhaps it is afraid that the culmination of two years of Amy Jo Johnson's bitchery into one episode will cause me to fly into an uncontrollable rage, possibly harming myself and others. Perhaps the universe is trying to protect me. At any rate, I'm still annoyed.
However, I am a bit satiated by the fact that another holy grail is on the horizon. Next week, I will finally have the chance to capture what I believe to be my final Friends holy grail, episode 319: "The One With the Tiny T-Shirt." However, I am a bit mystified by this particular holy grail, simply because I can't figure out why I have never seen it before. The other holy grails were easily explained--I missed episode 109: "The One Where Underdog Gets Away" because didn't watch much of the first season when it came on due to my devotion to My So-Called Life, and I missed episode 622: "The One Where Paul's The Man" because for part of season six, I was in England, where American TV is about a year and a half behind (but where they play Sex and the City on network, so you gotta love 'em for that). But "The One With the Tiny T-Shirt" is in season three, right in the thick of my Friends-watching frenzy. So why haven't I seen it? Or is it possible that I have seen it but have somehow blocked it from my memory? All I know is that when I see clips from this episode in other shows (for example, the scene where Ross puts on the titular "tiny t-shirt"), I always think to myself, "Hmm, I don't think I've seen that episode before." Hopefully, these mysteries will be cleared up next week. Unless, of course, the universe is conspiring against me again or is somehow trying to protect me from the horrifying spectacle of David Schwimmer in a tiny t-shirt (which would be pretty pointless since I've already seen that scene).
On a completely unrelated note, I will be MIA for the next couple of days as I head to Indiana for the now-AP-publicized nuptials of Kristen and Jason. Of course, since Kristen's bachelorette party is tomorrow night at 7:00, this means I will have to tape the Amazing Race finale and watch it when I get back. (As far as I know, Kristen is not planning on having an Amazing-Race-themed bachelorette party, but it sounds like a good idea to me, particularly if we could get Reichen to strip for us.) Anyway, if any of you have been looking for a way to end your friendship with me, just call me tomorrow and tell me what happens in the finale. I guarantee I'll never speak to you again.
Congratulations to Doug on finally capturing his holy grail (the Lois & Clark season three Christmas episode). Some of you might remember that a few weeks ago, I was very excited by the prospect that I, too, would finally get to capture one of my own holy grails (Felicity episode 46: "Hello, I Must Be Going," or "the one where Julie goes apeshit and leaves the show.") However, due to the dark forces of the universe, the wonderful folks at WE, my friends' cravings for Thai food and my own rampant stupidity, this was not to be. This is what happened.
The Friday before last was supposed to be the day. I had been looking forward to it for weeks. My friends and I had planned to go out for Thai food, but I figured this would not interfere with my watching of the show since a) I could tape it or b) I could watch it at a later time, since WE usually re-runs each episode at least three times. So when Sallie told me we were meeting for dinner at 6:45, I was not deterred. I decided to watch the show when it came on again later that night, reasoning that it would be stupid to tape just the last 15 minutes of it. Plus, I had had a nap that afternoon, which meant I would be fully prepared to stay up until midnight or later in order to catch the episode.
However, I severely underestimated the sleep-inducing power of a large Thai meal and a beer. I had tried to stay awake by flipping through cable shows until 12:30, at which point sleepiness was beginning to overpower me. A quick check of the TV guide channel made it abundantly clear that WE had absolutely no intention of running the episode again at a later time. Mildly distraught, I decided to go to bed. I still had not given up hope, though, because WE usually will run the episode again the next morning (or if the episode is on Friday, the following Monday morning). Usually these episodes come on at 11:00 or 12:00, so, with no Internet at home and no way to check the WE schedule, I figured I would just set my VCR on Monday for a block between 11:00 and 1:00--surely that would allow me to catch it.
Of course, I again underestimated the complete and utter randomness of WE's scheduling. It turns out that, contrary to all of their usual patterns, they ran this episode only once in this cycle, and I ended up taping an hour of Single in the City (which they did decide to run multiple times that weekend) and an hour of some random movie from the '70s. So now I will again have to wait for four more seasons to go by before I have another chance to see this episode. And by that time, I might have moved into a bigger apartment where I don't have the free cable. See? The universe does not want me to see this episode. Why? Perhaps it is afraid that the culmination of two years of Amy Jo Johnson's bitchery into one episode will cause me to fly into an uncontrollable rage, possibly harming myself and others. Perhaps the universe is trying to protect me. At any rate, I'm still annoyed.
However, I am a bit satiated by the fact that another holy grail is on the horizon. Next week, I will finally have the chance to capture what I believe to be my final Friends holy grail, episode 319: "The One With the Tiny T-Shirt." However, I am a bit mystified by this particular holy grail, simply because I can't figure out why I have never seen it before. The other holy grails were easily explained--I missed episode 109: "The One Where Underdog Gets Away" because didn't watch much of the first season when it came on due to my devotion to My So-Called Life, and I missed episode 622: "The One Where Paul's The Man" because for part of season six, I was in England, where American TV is about a year and a half behind (but where they play Sex and the City on network, so you gotta love 'em for that). But "The One With the Tiny T-Shirt" is in season three, right in the thick of my Friends-watching frenzy. So why haven't I seen it? Or is it possible that I have seen it but have somehow blocked it from my memory? All I know is that when I see clips from this episode in other shows (for example, the scene where Ross puts on the titular "tiny t-shirt"), I always think to myself, "Hmm, I don't think I've seen that episode before." Hopefully, these mysteries will be cleared up next week. Unless, of course, the universe is conspiring against me again or is somehow trying to protect me from the horrifying spectacle of David Schwimmer in a tiny t-shirt (which would be pretty pointless since I've already seen that scene).
On a completely unrelated note, I will be MIA for the next couple of days as I head to Indiana for the now-AP-publicized nuptials of Kristen and Jason. Of course, since Kristen's bachelorette party is tomorrow night at 7:00, this means I will have to tape the Amazing Race finale and watch it when I get back. (As far as I know, Kristen is not planning on having an Amazing-Race-themed bachelorette party, but it sounds like a good idea to me, particularly if we could get Reichen to strip for us.) Anyway, if any of you have been looking for a way to end your friendship with me, just call me tomorrow and tell me what happens in the finale. I guarantee I'll never speak to you again.
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