The end of theme week.
If you can even call it a week. Or a theme. It was - television shows I really like that have people that sing in them. Clearly, my planning still needs a little work.
Anyway, the moral of the story is, you should watch Scrubs. Not new Scrubs. Only old Scrubs. Like, regular season, regular cast Scrubs.
It was super awesome for a million different reasons.
- Ted, the sad sack lawyer, had an acappella group. They were basically incredible, and sang tv theme songs and cartoon themes and commercial jingles and top 40 hits, and I just love them to pieces.
- Dr. Cox has the greatest rants in the history of mankind!
I suppose I could riff a list of things that I care as little about as our last week together. Lemme see, uhh… Low-carb diets. Michael Moore. The Republican National Convention. Kabbalah and all Kabbalah-related products. Hi-def TV, the Bush daughters, wireless hot spots, ‘The O.C.’, the U.N., recycling, getting Punk’d, Danny Gans, the Latin Grammys, the real Grammys. Jeff, that Wiggle who sleeps too darn much! The Yankees payroll, all the red states, all the blue states, every hybrid car, every talk show host! Everything on the planet, everything in the solar system, everything everything everything everything everything everything - eve - everything that exists - past, present and future, in all discovered and undiscovered dimensions. Oh! And Hugh Jackman.


