Multitasking

I'm back, motherfucker, back! If anyone has been wondering as to my whereabouts this week, as I mentioned downpost, I had gone to a better place– working from home. And so my time this week was spent: alternating between valid job productivity, (which always somehow manages to elude me in an office environment, ironically enough) watching trashy daytime television (as any of my faithful readers would have undoubtedly predicted) and taking frequent breaks to spend some time outdoors with my dogs during the (finally) GORGEOUS seasonable weather we've been having here in Southeastern Pennsylvania.

If any of you would like any proof as to my whereabouts, please contact any of the 20 men who were performing various feats of drywalling and stuccoing at my home this week. It kept things interesting. Whereas most people might be a bit weirded out to be cooking eggs in their pajamas, and glancing towards the kitchen window to find a strange man peering back in, at the Salted household it just became known as "Friday."

And now for the weekly Airing of the Grievances. Thursday evenings are my Numero Uno Television Happy Fun Time, because my two current faves, The Office and Supernatural, air back to back. But you know what? I have had JUST ABOUT ENOUGH of NBC's wacky fucking scheduling. Oh, look at me– I'm a greedy dick of a television network. I'll just start the show at 8:36 and run it until 9:20... Because if you happen to watch another show on another network after ours, well... Sucks to be you! Because it would be unthinkable that anyone wouldn't stick around for Scrubs, right?

Okay, now I have a confession to make: I just started liking Scrubs. Up until 2 years ago, I did not have a work and/or school schedule that gave me regular access to primetime television viewing for the better part of a decade. So any of my favorite shows that aired between ten and two years ago (Buffy, Newsradio, Freaks and Geeks) I've either caught on syndication or DVD. Arrested Development is an exception to the rule, because that aired Sundays. So, I can be proud to say I wasn't one of the ones who helped kill it.

Scrubs, I was determined not to like. Because Zach Barf's non-threatening good looks annoy the living shit out of me and because of Garden State: A movie I loathe to my core, sight unseen. But recently, I gave in and watched a handful of episodes on Comedy Central. And you know what? Everyone was right. It's funny and clever and wacky and smart and touching all at the same time. But Barfo? He can still kiss my ass. That cutesy act doesn't fool me for a second.

There you have it folks, a week's worth of ramblings neatly packaged just for you. Next week I should return to normal posting habits. Also, I'll confirm details at a later date, but it looks like next week I will also embarking on a Guest Editor gig at yeeeah!, helping out the hilarious and talented Abby. Wish me luck!