AMC really did me a huge favor airing The Pitch right after Mad Men, because up until I sat through part of a Pitch episode about making some sort of junkyard commercial, I really thought I wanted to be Peggy Olson.
I hate to bash other people’s career choices, but I can’t think of a more creatively unfulfilling job than something like this:
I think I’d rather write the nutritional labels on dog food bags.
Welcome back, best friend.
Of course, be mindful of how much pot you smoke before embarking on this diet. If you get too high, you’ll just end up with a ferocious baked ziti craving before the second act.
I may not be caught up on Glee, but I think I can say with some certainty that this is just the best thing ever:
Friday Night Lights is a really good show if you feel like watching spectacular storytelling driven by compelling characters, crying hysterically, and/or being incredibly envious of the show’s creators for thinking this up instead of you. I can’t find a single thing to complain about, except this character introduced in a later season named Becky, who is so annoying I could just die. Why are all TV Beckys annoying? Does this mean I’m annoying?!?!
Anyway, I can tolerate Becky soiling my name because she’s usually in a scene with Tim Riggins, who is THE BEST. He’s introduced as a functionally retarded alcoholic; this doesn’t change much throughout the show, but they do give him more depth in later episodes. I could probably go on and on about how I think the writers peeled back his layers in a beautifully nuanced way that you don’t see executed very well on a lot of network television shows… but instead I’m just gonna post of video of him prank calling a Christian radio station.
I recently listened to an older episode of The Sound of Young America interviewing Judd Apatow (you should probably stop what you’re doing and listen to it right now – I’ll still be here when you get back). One of the things he talks about is when his career as a joke writer for various sitcoms took off. It got me thinking about some of my favorite lines of television. I thought I’d start cataloging them as I think of them and find them.
I never followed Friends closely, which is one of the reasons I like it so much. A good sitcom is designed so the viewer is able to tune into any episode of any season and know exactly what is going on, even if they’re not caught up or have never seen the show before. I think Friends does this particularly well; it’s easy to follow, interesting for exactly half an hour, and all the characters make you laugh to some degree. Phoebe was always my favorite, but this line from Joey sticks out as one of the more hilarious jokes on the show.
An important part of working on the Weekly Yelps is to maintain the illusion that our San Francisco editing team DOES NOT EXIST. We work hard to preserve the voice of each city’s Community Manager because they know better than us what their city wants to read every week. Sometimes, though, issues come up where the “local voice” sounds off, so the editors have to do a little creative research.
I was working on a Northern California issue last week and I realized I didn’t remember how to talk about the freeways using NorCal colloquialisms. See, I’m here in San Francisco by way of a Southern California beach town, where we do things a little differently – which I did not know until I got to college and was relentlessly made fun of for it. I went to school in Santa Cruz, where I learned that you can determine whether someone hails from Northern or Southern California based on if they used “the” before a freeway’s name. This seems so stupid and I initially brushed it off as San Franciscans being self-righteous cliches, but the more I got made fun of for it, the more I realized this is actually a real thing.
Cut to me editing said Northern California issue, confusing my NorCal knowledge with my SoCal roots. I couldn’t remember if I should use “the” or not while talking about which freeway to take to a particular business. I didn’t want any of our readers to catch onto the shameful whereabouts of my hometown, so I asked my manager what I should do. She responded with this video:
This is just one example of many of how I make final editorial decisions, and also how I turn to Tina Fey when I feel lost.