me: my first existential crisis was the day i was born...
Jen R: eating anything good?
me: i've really come around on Italian Wedding. you know? for decades i thought that soup was disgusting.
Jen: what do you attribute to the turnaround?
me: i think it really has to do with the wedding part. when i eat that soup, i pretend i'm at my own Medieval wedding marrying you.
Jen: i'm wearing one of those long purple conical hats with the purple veil at the tip, right? and a wreath of garlic bulbs over my vagina.
me: i'm drowning in quicksand.
Jen: oh, sorry, that's my Days of our Lives tiny-hourglass tree ornament. just turn it on its head when you flip the star on top...
Jen: i know you're angry all the time, but can you pinpoint ONE thing this week?
me: i'm doing the laundry and the FUCKING DRYER BALL GETS FUCKING LOST!!! i can't stand my life.
Jen: what'd you do about it?
me: i couldn't handle it anymore, i told the people, "look, i'm not your washerwoman. if YOU lose the ball you drop the ball and your laundry will NOT come out nice and fluffy." i tell them to imagine their clothes coming out dried but without the CUDDLY SOFTNESS of the fluff.
Jen: and you know how much i love to cuddle. you know where the dryer ball is?
me: for fuck sake where?
Jen: look on the TOP LEDGE on the ceiling of the dryer. it's on the ledge upside-down...
you can't teach touch: small quarterbacks make the best lovers...
MC Hammer: ...
Maiara Walsh: me as Helen of Troy, that is perfect casting. me with Joaquin Phoenix in some epic sword-and-sandal film set in Ancient Greece would be a DREAM.
Trent Reznor: the world after my death will be impossibly dark...
Clarissa Explains It All: the stability of suburbia, it has a warm feeling. the scripts talked about mom's boyfriend and dad's girlfriend, those lines of dialogue were subtly inserted into the teleplay, Nickelodeon was tricky like that...
Kevin Belton: i'm a BIG-ASS gay boy from Louisiana who gets hos. i don't need no belt, loving gumbo is not a crime. i'm the most SQUEEZABLE teddy bear you'll ever encounter on the mean streets of Bourbon. they call me the New Orleans Nerd. see you at the parade!!! i'll be the Cookie Monster with the daffodil parasol.
Ulysses 31: the intro theme song for his show is ALL WRONG...
Ulysses 31: for a sumptuous fantasy space-opera like this, the animation is THIN...
The Good Karma Hospital: when you're missing Mira Nair's Monsoon Wedding and have no insurance, sleep in a cottage hospital for 7 days, no one will notice. the shelves are stacked with opium in the shape of a sugarloaf.
Parminder Nagra on PBS: hankering for a hookup? look at my innocent face, there's no way i'd be an FBI cop in Britain...
Mira Nair: monsoons are the most romantic weather, sex during a monsoon produces orange flowers on the corners of the continent of India.
Time Masters (1982).
hyponiterix: that's a 1970s sci-fi word...
dad: yes.
at the space hospital.
alien: i'm feeling a little GREEN around the gills, nurse.
Vinnie Barbarino: you just want the relaxing sleep and comfort that comes with lying in a hovering floating glass bed-capsule...
Mick Jagger: how do you feel, old hippie?
Silbad in a hospital bed: i'd feel better if you'd remove these two silver steel metal plates out of my head, they're very distracting.
a pod lands on the hornet planet. a Popeye soldier pops out.
Popeye: YOOOOOOOOO JOE!!! you will NEVER have a good basketball team!!!
Popeye: i'm tough so i can wear this earring.
computer: wanna hear a Mitch Hedberg joke about time?...
Capp: humans NEVER have time...
Master of Time: time stops when you're having fun. that's why i'm dressed as a giant glowstick for the rave in space later tonight...
Washed Out: that's a Washed Out cube...
Silbad/Piel: to be a hippie, you must be a child...
Jen R: how much time does it take to get your Masters?
me: please, don't make me think about that again, it's too devastating.
Cam Newton: i dress like this because i want to be on an episode of 1980s Cosby Show...
Talia the cat: i yelp all the time because.........attention economy...
Talia the cat: i am LOVING the new kitty litter, i feel like a snow leopard dipping my tigress toes in the white sands of the Sahara.
Jennifer Pizarro: every time you drink another red can of Coca-Cola Classic again, you spend time with me again. those tiny bubbles of black-brown fizz slipstreaming up your nostrils.
me: i'm not paying you for any of these sessions.
Jen R: why not?
me: because this was all about a way for me to spend time with you.
Jen: dude that is down-dirty. that's low, bro. bro you wrong for that.
me: don't you want to be comfortable in your own psychiatrist office?
Jen: sure. i'd like to lie on YOUR couch. it's not fair, the patient gets to be all nice and comfy with a snug blanket over but the doctor has to sit his bony behind on a hard bench with his legs crossed taking notes like a Superman reporter.
me: here, have my large industrial brown pillow in the shape of a Tetris block. every day at 4PM i take this big brown twill Tetris pillow from the couch over to my room, put it against my two wimpy other saggy bean pillows against my headboard, and only then can i comfortably watch El Gordo y La Flaca from my bed. it's the only time i feel good all day.
Jen, smiling subtly: and now.........you heal...