I Spread A Little Sunshine On My Way, To Make You Blithe and Bonny and Gay
Happy Leap Day.
Did you really expect something ordinary from me on Leap Day? I bet not.
Fractured Fairy Tales were creative and innovative and well-written and genuinely funny. They were filled with witty innuendo and brilliant puns and sarcasm. The smarter you were, the more you got out of them. Most cartoons these days are nothing but long infomercials for action figures and soon-to-be-released movies, and you don’t need any kind of prior knowledge to just sit there like a ventriloquist’s dummy and watch.
But Fractured Fairy Tales? They made a kid want to get a Thesaurus in his/her stocking on Christmas morning.
I mean, a kid who wasn’t very smart didn’t know the difference between a bore and a boar isn’t going to get a lot out of this one. A kid had to have a good vocabulary to ‘get’ a Fractured Fairy Tale.
Those were the days. Too bad everybody is so worried about political correctness to dare put out a truly funny cartoon these days. For kids, I mean. There are some great ones out there for adults.
And was there ever a better narrator than the great Edward Everett Horton? I think not.
In The Mood For Cultural Enrichment
I was in one of my intellectual moods last night, so I decided to watch “Tommy Boy.” I’d never seen it all the way through, and I was surprised at how much I enjoyed its silliness.
Oh, all right, I wasn’t surprised. Sometimes, I just want to watch something that makes me laugh.
The only part of it I’d seen before was when Farley and Spade were driving down the highway singing “It’s The End of the World As We Know It” and “Eres Tu” at the top of their lungs. I’ve always liked “Eres Tu,” even though many people have never heard of it.
Well, now you have.
I mean, if Tommy and Richard know it. . . .
Spade and Farley were a great pair. The SNL “Matt Foley: Motivational Speaker” skits they used to do were inimitable. You don’t have to look closely at Spade to see that he’s absolutely cracking up at Farley’s hilarity.
I’ve never seen “Titanic,” either. Maybe tonight’s the night.
Nah. I’m still feeling, um, “intellectual.”
“Moonstruck” it is. I need something light and lovely and funny. Then again, it’s not without its genuine cultural enrichment, either. Also, John Mahoney is really hot for an old guy.
"Brantley" is a Dog's Name
. . because, golly gee-whiz, how can you not fall madly in love with this man? And haven’t we all wanted to say something like this to stupid people? Especially stupid parents, since they’re the very worst of the lot?
I love their family, too. Besides, “Brantley” is a dog’s name. Seriously. AND, it’s even stupider if it’s spelled “Brantleigh.”
No offense meant to anyone who chose a dog’s name for a child. When you’ve been teaching for so many years, you hear some astoundingly ridiculous names.
