Monday, April 21, 2008

The Primaries Have Fried My Brain or How Edward Albee Made Me Feel Like Less Of A Freak

OMG! Is it really finally time for the Pennsylvania Primary? It's actually happening? Seems like we've been stuck in this pre-Pennsylvania Primary for an eternity. I mean the last time anyone actually voted on anything it was still spring training. March hadn't madnessed yet, and oil was less than $100 a barrel. And by the end of the day, we probably still won't know anything. It's like Seinfeld of Presidential Primary seasons. It's about nothing.

When I was in college, one of my roommates was learning how to play the bass guitar. When he’d practice I’d feel like I was trapped in a never ending Seinfeld transition. It was maddening.

I never liked Seinfeld that much. Somehow I never got it, and that always made feel like a freak or an outsider since everyone else seemed to love it so. I felt much better later when I heard Edward Albee, self proclaimed avid watcher of sit-coms and arguably the greatest living American playwright, talk about how he never got Seinfeld either. He preferred That 70’s Show. I told him he should watch My Name is Earl. I don't know if he ever did.

1 comment:

  1. I never liked Seinfeld that much either--I never quite saw the appeal.

    I guess that's why we get along so well?

    "Why did you break up?"
    "I dunno--I mean, neither of us liked Seinfeld!"


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