I don't remember the last time I got into a fight. Actually, I think I do, but it wasn't much of a fight, and it happened when I was in Junior High.
Anyone who knows me knows I'm a fairly easy going guy and while I might not always agree with all points of view on a subject, I'm okay to let others have their opinion while trying to make my own. And I've never had a discussion or argument evolve into a fight.
Last night was no different.
While I guess you couldn't call it a fight, I was surprised that someone would think they could get in my face and say things to me that you shouldn't say to someone you don't know and have never spoken to.
I was out with friends last night. It was Friday, the end of a very long week and we all decided to go country western dancing. I used to dance a lot and really enjoy it, I don't go out as much as I used to, but still have a good time when I do.
At one point a guy walks up to me and, in no uncertain words, basically tells me to leave the bar.
Of course I smile, thinking he's joking or being silly. And he continues. Putting his hand up to my face and making the open then closed hand signal for bye-bye and then says to me "bye-bye."
I literally looked around sure he had me mistaken for someone else. But nope, he was definitely talking to me, and then he kept talking. The things he was saying weren't very nice. And I told him I was sure he had me mistaken for someone else.
"Nope," he said, then went on to tell me I should leave and was pretty nasty about it.
"I'm not planning on going anywhere," I say.
Apparently it's now his quest to get me to leave and he tells me so in no uncertain terms as he continues to berate me and then does something that makes me angry.
He put his hand on my shoulder and shoves me back.
I'm a fairly easy going guy, anyone can tell you that. And I will say that my reaction is a good indicator of that. Because while I wanted to just shove him back and hit him, I knew that this guy was just really drunk, and probably wouldn't even remember the incident in the morning.
Anyone who knows me knows I'm hardly a threatening figure. I'm really not. But I took a step toward him, literally face to face, told him to never, ever, touch me again, and that he should take a step back and apologize.
For whatever reason, I don't think he expected that. But he did as he was told. Then I asked that he leave the bar.
I don't know whether he did or not, but I didn't see him for the rest of the night.
I'm all for drinking and having a good time. But if you're a messy drunk, then either stop drinking before you get to that point, or don't drink at all.
No one was hurt, but there was one casualty of the evening; he killed my buzz.
I am certainly not equating Craig Ferguson with Johnny Carson. Johnny was the pinnacle by which all other late-night-talk-show-hosts are judged, and sadly, many don't even rate.
But the thing that Johnny did, or I got from the Johnny Carson show, was the feeling that I was always in on his jokes. I was always the person he was talking to when he addressed the camera or did an aside. He really did seem like a neighbor.
TV's Craig Ferguson (as he likes to address himself) has a bit of that quality about him. Granted, he hasn't gotten the whole interview thing down pat yet which is terribly important for an interviewer. But he's getting the hang of it. However, it's his interaction with the studio and television audience that is always intimate and funny.
His monologues last longer than most, and while I'm sure he must have some of it planned out before hand, it always seems fresh and off the top of his head. He'll talk as if there's not a care in the world. And, after all, he is on CBS at 12:30am so maybe he doesn't have a care, as not a whole bunch of people may be watching. But it's that relaxed delivery that just ads to joy of his show.
He seems to get carried away in his monologue as one funny thing leads to another. He's got a quick wit and it show's every weeknight.
Ferguson may be someone to get used to, but he's someone that I really do enjoy. I still like Conan, and it will be great when he takes over the Leno spot on NBC. But right now anyway, I'm finding that I'm one of Craig Ferguson's Little Donkeys (as he like to call his audience) whip and all, and, for now anyway, I'm content to watch his Late Late Show over anything else on late, late night television.
I finally caught this Showtime program and I was really surprised. Surprised at how fun it was.
Kirstie Alley pokes fun at her girth in a series that lasted only one season, though I think that season consisted of only about 7 episodes.
But those episodes are full of self depreciating humor from not only Kirstie but some of her guest stars as well. How can a series that boasts guests like; John Travolta, Carmen Electra, Melissa Gilbert, Mayim Bialik, and Merv Griffin to name a few, be anything but fun?
I'm not exactly sure why the series didn't get picked up. Even if Kirstie lost weight (which she did) she could have still carried the series with padding, or just focused on the neuroses that every actor in Hollywood seems to have, and our Fat Actress star was no different.
I am beginning to think that while Showtime does a fine job of airing and sometimes producing shows worthy of merit, it may be that people aren't tuning in, preferring HBO instead or the other however many hundreds of channels there may be.
Whatever the case, Fat Actress is worthy of watching, and while the series is now of DVD, the advertising features it as the first season. I think there was only one season, and as I mentioned earlier, that was only 7 episodes. But they're 7 very fun episodes.
Yeah, I know it's several days after the last episode of The West Wing and I won't bore everyone with a recap. By now you should be watching the last few episodes of what's been a great series and an outstanding final season.
What stood out for me is, of course, the return of Sam Seaborn (Rob Lowe). A cast and audience favorite, I was afraid that his return would be gimmicky but of course it wasn't.
While looking a little like a fish out of water amidst the staffers of the Santos campaign/administration, it didn't take long for Seaborn to assert himself in a way that only Seaborn could. And of course, because it was Sam, his ultimatum made perfect sense. And it was nice to see his return with all the intelligence and fortitude of the original character.
And while I was about to call foul on the Santos call to China, it didn't take long for me to literally yell "Yeah!" when it was revealed that Santos was secretly working in concert with President Bartlet.
I know the show has had some iffy episodes, maybe even one iffy season. But it's back to form, giving die hard fans nearly everything it is we want and doing it such a way that makes us all lament for a white house where intelligence is a badge of honor.
After all, in fictional tvland, the electorate entrusted the best and the brightest to govern them, not once, but twice!
Glen Gordon Caron is the creator (and writer of many episodes) of one of my all time favorite television series; Moonlighting. He's also the creator and sometime writer of Medium on NBC Monday nights.
The thing I love about Gordon Caron is his ability to fill one hour (or about 44 minutes more accurately) with enough dialog and storytelling to make you wish his one hour shows were at least two. He also has the ability to make characters truly endearing, even if they only appear in one episode.
The shows' premise is a mom of three who works part time at the Phoenix District Attorney's office who happens to be psychic. She has dreams of murders and other crimes and then tells them to the D.A. who is one of only a few who know of her abilities.
The great thing about the show though, is that the dreams are never linear. We see bits and pieces and it takes the entire show to figure out how the puzzle comes together. And it's pretty much always very entertaining with a couple of surprises thrown in for good measure.
Monday's episode also featured one of her daughters and her slight psychic ability too. In a subplot that wasn't essential to the story, but makes the family all that more likeable, a boy at school gives an outstanding report but doesn't get credit. We find out the teacher doesn't like the kid because he's underpriveleged and dresses poorly.
Again, it wasn't germain to the entire storyline, but it was enough to make me feel bad for the kid. And his situation. And at shows end, made me realize how good the writing is, when I can feel so much empathy for a character who appeared in probably less than 10 minutes of the show.
Glen Gordon Caron is a talent to be sure, and Medium is a show not to be missed.
I'm a bit of a ... presidentialophile? Is that a word? The office of the presidency fascinates me, particularly the American presidency, and nearly anything having to do with it. Yeah, I know, I don't have much of a life.
But I've always been interested in politics. And the whole mystique and protocol surounding the highest office in the land has always been captivating.
I say this because of a video I saw recently. I'm sure you've either seen it or heard of it by now. It's the hoopla surroundng the supposed spray painting of Air Force One.
Now anyone who knows anything about Andrews Air Force Base (and I don't know a whole bunch), and especially anyone who has even thought about the security involved in protecting the president, had to think that this was a hoax.
But it was a good one, and had some people scratching their heads. Apparently, the security detail for the plane even went so far as to do a site inspection to make sure that the hoax wasn't actually perpetrated.
When all the dust finally settled Jim Miklaszewski of NBC News, has a great wrap up of the incident. Along with a disturbing thought on the whole thing.
Everyone pretty much knows how much I enjoy The West Wing on NBC. And this year is a fitting send off with some great storylines, even if it touches too close to reality sometimes.
I never had the opportunity to visit the set when the show was still being filmed. Though I had been by the soundstage a couple of times and always got a kick out of the Bartlet For President bumper stickers on some of the cars parked nearby. But that was about as close as I ever got to the Bartlet white house.
That was until today of course.
Though I don't have any photos (and I'm sure I would have been very politely escorted off the lot had I taken any) of the day, I did happen to see portions of the set dismantled.
It was a little sad really. The craftsmen were very meticulous in making sure it was taken apart with the same amount of care they took in putting it all together. I understand that this set was left intact during the entire run of the show even during the few months break between seasons (I don't know if this is true, but it's nice to think it is) so it was doubly moving to see it being moved out.
Often times sets are recycled or stored for future use, word is that portions, and I mean LARGE portions of this set will not remain on the studio lot. I also don't know if that is true, but if it is, it would be interesting to know where it is headed.
So that was part of my day. The end of a very well done television series. One that often treated its viewers with intelligence and warmth. And a show I watched religiously all the years it was on. Even if I had to record it at times, and replay, to catch all the dialog.
Last weeks episode was a fitting tribute to the show and to John Spencer. The return of so many familiar faces was both a welcomed sight, and of course, sad in that you knew it could only happen because the show was going off the air, and it was a public send off for one of the hearts of the successful series.
While I look forward to future endeavors by Aaron Sorkin and Thomas Schlamme, I don't know if they'll ever be able to repeat the magic that was The West Wing.
But if anyone could do it, it would certainly be those two!