Joey’s refusing an interview with “Soap Lives” or, some magazine about soaps.
Can’t be that bad. Just tell them you love Dove™. No-one can argue with that.
But now he’s reconsidering, after finding he’s an answer in a crossword puzzle. Maybe his profile could be a bit bigger?
Monica’s into the crossword though! Excitedly touching “three down”. Joey, presumably ready to move on from Rachel, turns on the charm. But Monica rebuts “Three down knows I’m married, what’s three down doing?”
What indeed. Chandler’s RIGHT there.
Helpfully reminding Joey “If ONLY there was something in your head that controls the things you say.”
We could all do with a bit more of that sometimes!
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Tim Minchin’s Groundhog Day: The Musical™ has finally launched in London!
I’m sure I don’t need remind you, as an AVID follower of my work, that this was the musical we saw in New York™ when I proposed. A musical about a man repeating the same day over and over again. Which, as a metaphor for marriage, is a little on the nose.
But we’ve been desperate to see it again ever since! So jumped at finally getting the chance.
Taking along my wife’s mother for good measure, it was every bit as good as we remembered. We laughed, we cried, I found a song about a man not giving up in the face of repeated failed attempts to kill himself oddly inspiring.
And it was wonderful to get a bit of time for just us (well, and mother-in-law) before my wife took the kids off on a holiday without me this week. At lot of people have highlighted how “lucky” I am that she’s decided to book a week in a caravan with her friend and another child. As if I’m not still spending the entire week working and doing house work.
I’d be lying if I said I’d happily turn the tables. But, as a modern 21st Century Dad™, I really will have to put my money where my insistence I’m a feminist is, get my Ross on, and return the favour in the future.
Just as soon as I finish writing that novel I’ve been working on the last decade…
Anyway, we were singing the praises of Tim Minchin’s Groundhog Day: The Musical™ on the way back. Laughing over the line “I once masturbated seven times” (which I recognise, makes very little sense out of context). But my wife decided to have a go:
“That’s relatable! For you I mean.”
I responded “Excuse me? I’m much too busy for that!”
And then my mother-in-law piped up “well, you’ve got all of next week to practise!”
The horror.
“The One With the Mother-In-Law Joke”
My Friends™ are sitting in Central Perk™ as Joey’s interview is about to commence. Phoebe arrives late.
“Shhh! We’re not talking…”
“Finally!” as Phoebe slumps into her chair.
You’re telling me! It’s been eight years of this. You’d think they’d have run out of things to say.
And indeed, it seems they have, as most of the next twenty minutes is spent reviewing things Joey’s done as he struggles to answer questions.
Oh yerh, play the greatest hits. Go on. Great stuff. Going through the motions, walking through the park, nothing seems to penetrate my… heart. Sorry, that’s a different show from the 90s. Seems I’ve got confused by the Groosalugg showing up the other week.
Oh look, Julie!!! Lovely Julie. I wander what she’s doing now? (Doing now… doing now…)
And the Chick and Duck (R.I.P.)
Also, I can’t be only one that completely forgot Joey was in Porn?!?
When asked what’s he’s proud of; why on earth wouldn’t he say working with Gary Oldman!??
It’s funny what you forget and what stays with you isn’t it? All those moments lost in time (tears/rain etc etc) and those times that play repeatedly in your head, after so much time.
If ONLY there was something in your head that controls the things you think.
“And, what do you do in your spare time?”
Oo, I know that one! Drinking, isn’t it? Our boy loves a drink. Numbing the pain, anything to feel free.
Isn’t this all just pointless nostalgia?? Did they think he was gonna leave or something?
Can’t be that bad. Just tell them you love Dove™. No-one can argue with that.
But now he’s reconsidering, after finding he’s an answer in a crossword puzzle. Maybe his profile could be a bit bigger?
Monica’s into the crossword though! Excitedly touching “three down”. Joey, presumably ready to move on from Rachel, turns on the charm. But Monica rebuts “Three down knows I’m married, what’s three down doing?”
What indeed. Chandler’s RIGHT there.
Helpfully reminding Joey “If ONLY there was something in your head that controls the things you say.”
We could all do with a bit more of that sometimes!
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Tim Minchin’s Groundhog Day: The Musical™ has finally launched in London!
I’m sure I don’t need remind you, as an AVID follower of my work, that this was the musical we saw in New York™ when I proposed. A musical about a man repeating the same day over and over again. Which, as a metaphor for marriage, is a little on the nose.
But we’ve been desperate to see it again ever since! So jumped at finally getting the chance.
Taking along my wife’s mother for good measure, it was every bit as good as we remembered. We laughed, we cried, I found a song about a man not giving up in the face of repeated failed attempts to kill himself oddly inspiring.
And it was wonderful to get a bit of time for just us (well, and mother-in-law) before my wife took the kids off on a holiday without me this week. At lot of people have highlighted how “lucky” I am that she’s decided to book a week in a caravan with her friend and another child. As if I’m not still spending the entire week working and doing house work.
I’d be lying if I said I’d happily turn the tables. But, as a modern 21st Century Dad™, I really will have to put my money where my insistence I’m a feminist is, get my Ross on, and return the favour in the future.
Just as soon as I finish writing that novel I’ve been working on the last decade…
Anyway, we were singing the praises of Tim Minchin’s Groundhog Day: The Musical™ on the way back. Laughing over the line “I once masturbated seven times” (which I recognise, makes very little sense out of context). But my wife decided to have a go:
“That’s relatable! For you I mean.”
I responded “Excuse me? I’m much too busy for that!”
And then my mother-in-law piped up “well, you’ve got all of next week to practise!”
The horror.
“The One With the Mother-In-Law Joke”
My Friends™ are sitting in Central Perk™ as Joey’s interview is about to commence. Phoebe arrives late.
“Shhh! We’re not talking…”
“Finally!” as Phoebe slumps into her chair.
You’re telling me! It’s been eight years of this. You’d think they’d have run out of things to say.
And indeed, it seems they have, as most of the next twenty minutes is spent reviewing things Joey’s done as he struggles to answer questions.
Oh yerh, play the greatest hits. Go on. Great stuff. Going through the motions, walking through the park, nothing seems to penetrate my… heart. Sorry, that’s a different show from the 90s. Seems I’ve got confused by the Groosalugg showing up the other week.
Oh look, Julie!!! Lovely Julie. I wander what she’s doing now? (Doing now… doing now…)
And the Chick and Duck (R.I.P.)
Also, I can’t be only one that completely forgot Joey was in Porn?!?
When asked what’s he’s proud of; why on earth wouldn’t he say working with Gary Oldman!??
It’s funny what you forget and what stays with you isn’t it? All those moments lost in time (tears/rain etc etc) and those times that play repeatedly in your head, after so much time.
If ONLY there was something in your head that controls the things you think.
“And, what do you do in your spare time?”
Oo, I know that one! Drinking, isn’t it? Our boy loves a drink. Numbing the pain, anything to feel free.
Isn’t this all just pointless nostalgia?? Did they think he was gonna leave or something?
