“Isn’t that cuuuute? BUT IT’S WRONG!!!”
It’s good that I had the foresight to DVR some old 2 Stupid Dogs episodes. It would have been better, if I could hear the cartoons and Top Gear episodes over the man-yelpings in the next room. I know Jerry gambles on just about anything anyone is goofy enough to organize a pool on, and he really gets into that brackets noise. He is also a big Ohio State fan, so I’ve been having to endure both the football season and basketball season.
I am so glad he has his own TV.
In a twisted way it’s almost nice that Jerry’s so occupied with basketball. It gives him less time to complain about other things, and that’s almost a relief. It does not, however, keep him from his incessant whining over food.
If I fix something nice and homemade such as chicken-n-noodles:
I even make my own noodles- flour, eggs and a lot of rolling and cutting-
Then Cap’n Happy will decide he wants something salty and processed such as:
Admittedly, they’re tasty, but I’m sure there’s not much nutrition going on here.
The only reason why I have even a passing interest in eating for health is because I’ve pretty much been forced into it. There was a time in my life when the “four food groups” consisted of caffeine, nicotine, sugar and grease, remembering always that alcohol is a sugar. That worked for me for awhile- until my health crashed in my late 20’s-early 30’s- and I had to pay attention or else. I really don’t care what other people eat, and I really have no desire to impose my dietary preferences / restrictions on anyone else, but generally it means I get to fix two meals- mine, and whatever junk food du jour that Jerry wants.
I still miss looking at a créme horn as a mid-morning snack and/or lunch substitute sometimes. I remember days where my eating schedule would look like this:
6 AM: Black coffee, brewed to espresso strength, 32 oz tumbler to get started, another 32 oz to last the rest of the day.
11 AM: Créme horn scored from sales department’s leftover donuts, coffee, coffee, coffee
6 PM: Quarter Pounder with cheese, large fries, coffee
6:30-9:30 PM: Wine coolers and/or Bailey’s & coffee, or Kahlua and coffee
Of course, other days would look even more bizarre, like the two months somewhere in the mid-90s that I lived on nothing but Slim-Fast and coffee. My abysmal nutritional habits in those days were supplemented by packs and packs of 120 menthol cigarettes.
Nasty, I know.
So I am the last one on the planet who should be lecturing anyone on health and fitness, except maybe to serve as a warning.
I’ve always been the one to find the exception to prove the rule. I’ve always found the movie Grumpy Old Men to be hilarious. Burgess Meredith played the senior John Gustafson. (See the classic bacon and beer tirade video.) His character reminds me of Jerry- cranky, fussy and of course, enamored of bacon and beer. These are the guys who live to be 120, like the Russians who swill vodka and toke cigars their whole lives.
I can’t help to think this will be Jerry in thirty years- drinking up my life insurance.
Maybe when I die and he gets all that cash (if he doesn’t blow it all on Natties and gambling) he might be able to afford real beer, like maybe Bud Lite.
Someone like me, well, I can watch everything I eat, work out 3-5 times a week, and will likely be taking the Dirt Nap by age 60 no matter what I do. It must be my lovely type-A personality. I’d also speculate that my piss-poor draw in the genetic lottery didn’t help much either.
I’m glad they’re winning, if for no other reason than it makes Jerry happy. But why does a 1 hour game merit a week’s worth of commentary?
And why can’t they use the Oprah channel for all these damned games instead of TruTV? Or some other channel I don’t watch…like one of the 400 ESPNs? I understand that there’s not much good on TV right now because all the jocks and wanna be jocks, and people who will bet on anything are watching basketball, but come on! There is a niche out there called the Non Sports Fan. It’s OK to pander to that niche, alright?
But just as I thought of my Non Sports Fan category of TV viewer, I thought of something non-sports that I loathe even more than 24-7 sports. I absolutely can’t tolerate “Chick TV”: i.e. soap opera type fictional shows that do not involve either gratuitous sex or things catching on fire, anything involving non-talented schmucks trying to perform glorified karaoke, anything fictional and designed to make one cry, and worst of all, “improvement” type shows where some jackwagon from either coast tries to tell me how to dress and/or do interior design.
Green shirt and green tie? That blecchy green? And you’re going to tell me how to dress?
I have the 3 “c” rule: is it comfortable, cheap (as in inexpensive) and does it afford good coverage?
So what kind of programming is left for me?
–Top Gear. But only the BBC one. The one with Jeremy Clarkson.
-Anything on Investigation Discovery
-Most of the programming on The Military Channel, The History Channel and The Military History Channel.
-Some programming on Comedy Central, i.e. Tosh.0, and South Park
-Most of the programming on Boomerang and Cartoon Network except for Pokèmon and some of that other bizzaro anime stuff.
-Most of Adult Swim, except Family Guy. I just can’t get into that show.
–1000 Ways to Die
If I didn’t pay the big bucks for cable, I would really be going nuts by now.