Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Betty White.

It's time, Betty. It's time.


  1. I've spent a serious part of my day wondering what Betty White did to piss you off.

    Details! It's all in the details!

    Did she do a guest spot on Dog? You jealous?

  2. Okay ... as I'm typing this comment, there is an ad at the bottom of my blog that explains my exact reason I'm pissed off:

    It's Betty's Birthday! (It's an AARP ad)

    I'm a big, big fan of Golden Girls (I'm partial to Bea Arthur and I've actually seen one of her stand-up shows when she came thru Chicago about 10 years ago). I loved Betty's character Sue Ann Niven on the Mary Tyler Moore show. Generally speaking, I like Betty White.

    But for fuck's sake -- it's like just because she outlived everyone else she has to be the guest on every sitcom out there, not to mention new gigs and commercials. She's 90 -- her comedic timing ain't what it used to be.

    I think her 15 decades...er, I mean, minutes... are up.

    This all started because last night, I went to turn on a Frasier rerun (it's what I watch when I can't sleep) and in honor of Betty's birthday, it was a Golden Girls marathon.

    And I wasn't feeling Golden Girl-ish.

    Remember...you asked for that explanation. :)

  3. You had me at "For fuck's sake".

    I couldn't agree more. Not that I want her to break a hip or anything, but I'm sure there's a porch swing at a sunny retirement home with her name on it somewhere..

  4. Shady Pines, baby. Shady Pines.