Feels like it was only yesterday Charlie was kissing Joey on the roof, to both Rachel and Ross’s disappointment.
Shouldn’t they be more preoccupied with the needs of their, not even, 1 year old baby?
While they’re left nursing their broken libidos (like all new parents…), Charlie is suggesting some incredible dates to Joey; as they struggle to find common ground. Going to see the Kronos Quartet, going to the Met. Oh my god I’d love any of these things! What the hell is wrong with Joey.
AND I love dinosaurs. Hrrm. Maybe I’M the one who should be with Charlie?
Genuinely, I do really rate the Kronos Quartet, and my wife and I checked out the Met when we went to New York. All those years ago... I can’t even remember the last time we enjoyed an art gallery. Though, to be fair, I’m not sure my wife enjoyed me dragging her round one the last time.
I’ll have to try and sort out a date once I’ve got this podcast off the ground. Provided we can get childcare… Rachel and Ross certainly seem to find that easier than us.
In the end Joey gets Ross to perfectly plan a date for Charlie. Even memorising cue cards so he can pretend he knows things about Monet. I don’t know much about Monet but heard his Michael Caine was fantastic. (Cause he was an Impressionist… Get it? Oh, nevermind.)
Joey is now SO dumb (because of the secret alcoholism) that he mucks it up by getting left and right confused. Difficulty in this area is more common than you’d think. My Ross Number One went as far as to get them tattooed on each wrist.
To which, our, natural, response was “why not just do one wrist?”
“The One Where Ross Tells Charlie to Give Joey a Chance”
Elsewhere Phoebe had a go at Rachel for wanting to go to a corporate masseuse. Before it turned out, the real reason was she secretly worked there. God. Next I’ll be finding out she’s secretly super smart!
Think I might take a leaf out of Phoebe’s book and start telling my mates to stop going to see TV comedians. Come to my shows instead dammit! I’ll even throw in a massage…
It didn’t take long for Rachel to rumble Phoebe, after accidentally booking her as her masseuse. Phoebe tried to cover it up by pretending to be Swedish. But with a name like “Ikea” her plan fell through quicker than a poorly assembled piece of flat pack furniture.
This led to a heart to heart between them, with Phoebe revealing she hates the job, and Rachel trying to convince her to quit. Do it! One. of. us. One. of. us.
I’m not sure Rachel can talk in this area. She didn’t even leave her job after awkwardly shagging her assistant. (Or more recently, Gavin.) The only thing she’s quit is her wedding.
It’s been a struggle managing my performing alongside the writing gig whilst trying to get the podcast set-up. But absolutely worth the jump! I’ve had a few creative blocks. But found, once I put some old material to bed, I’ve suddenly been more inspired again. And my wife's support, as always, has made a huge difference.
One of the hard parts is knowing what to share, and what to keep hidden. Something Monica and Chandler apparently don’t struggle with, after telling me he once jacked off in a parked car behind a Wendys™. Apparently even JANICE KNOWS!
Shouldn’t they be more preoccupied with the needs of their, not even, 1 year old baby?
While they’re left nursing their broken libidos (like all new parents…), Charlie is suggesting some incredible dates to Joey; as they struggle to find common ground. Going to see the Kronos Quartet, going to the Met. Oh my god I’d love any of these things! What the hell is wrong with Joey.
AND I love dinosaurs. Hrrm. Maybe I’M the one who should be with Charlie?
Genuinely, I do really rate the Kronos Quartet, and my wife and I checked out the Met when we went to New York. All those years ago... I can’t even remember the last time we enjoyed an art gallery. Though, to be fair, I’m not sure my wife enjoyed me dragging her round one the last time.
I’ll have to try and sort out a date once I’ve got this podcast off the ground. Provided we can get childcare… Rachel and Ross certainly seem to find that easier than us.
In the end Joey gets Ross to perfectly plan a date for Charlie. Even memorising cue cards so he can pretend he knows things about Monet. I don’t know much about Monet but heard his Michael Caine was fantastic. (Cause he was an Impressionist… Get it? Oh, nevermind.)
Joey is now SO dumb (because of the secret alcoholism) that he mucks it up by getting left and right confused. Difficulty in this area is more common than you’d think. My Ross Number One went as far as to get them tattooed on each wrist.
To which, our, natural, response was “why not just do one wrist?”
“The One Where Ross Tells Charlie to Give Joey a Chance”
Elsewhere Phoebe had a go at Rachel for wanting to go to a corporate masseuse. Before it turned out, the real reason was she secretly worked there. God. Next I’ll be finding out she’s secretly super smart!
Think I might take a leaf out of Phoebe’s book and start telling my mates to stop going to see TV comedians. Come to my shows instead dammit! I’ll even throw in a massage…
It didn’t take long for Rachel to rumble Phoebe, after accidentally booking her as her masseuse. Phoebe tried to cover it up by pretending to be Swedish. But with a name like “Ikea” her plan fell through quicker than a poorly assembled piece of flat pack furniture.
This led to a heart to heart between them, with Phoebe revealing she hates the job, and Rachel trying to convince her to quit. Do it! One. of. us. One. of. us.
I’m not sure Rachel can talk in this area. She didn’t even leave her job after awkwardly shagging her assistant. (Or more recently, Gavin.) The only thing she’s quit is her wedding.
It’s been a struggle managing my performing alongside the writing gig whilst trying to get the podcast set-up. But absolutely worth the jump! I’ve had a few creative blocks. But found, once I put some old material to bed, I’ve suddenly been more inspired again. And my wife's support, as always, has made a huge difference.
One of the hard parts is knowing what to share, and what to keep hidden. Something Monica and Chandler apparently don’t struggle with, after telling me he once jacked off in a parked car behind a Wendys™. Apparently even JANICE KNOWS!
(Good to see her again, even if all she does is joke about giving Chandler a handy.)
I think they’re just feeling anxious because they’re heading to the fertility clinic.
In my own little world, I hardly noticed how long they’ve been trying. It’s one of those things people don’t really talk about enough. And they’re clearly a little worried. But Chandler’s doing his usual thing of covering it up with jokes. They’re very lucky to have each other.
Unless he genuinely IS worried about being filmed doing his sample. Monica is incredulous: “who’d want to watch that?!” But, to be fair, it is now pretty common for hackers to blackmail people over this sort of thing!
I hope things turn out OK for them. And not just when it comes to wanking in public.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Our youngest is, somehow, starting pre-school. Or so we thought. We took him down for his first day, and he was very excited to finally be going and seeing what his sister’s been up to all this time.
He’s quite the charmer, but also still very little for his age, and one of the teachers at the gate asked him “and where are you going?” presumably expecting an excited “school!” response. Instead he came back with the full withering sentence “err, I’m going to preschool”. As if she was an idiot.
But it turned out we were the idiots, after we got there and found it didn’t start till next week!
I can still hear the screams as we dragged him away in tears. I’m sorry baby, don’t worry, before long you’ll be wishing you didn’t have to go at all.
I think they’re just feeling anxious because they’re heading to the fertility clinic.
In my own little world, I hardly noticed how long they’ve been trying. It’s one of those things people don’t really talk about enough. And they’re clearly a little worried. But Chandler’s doing his usual thing of covering it up with jokes. They’re very lucky to have each other.
Unless he genuinely IS worried about being filmed doing his sample. Monica is incredulous: “who’d want to watch that?!” But, to be fair, it is now pretty common for hackers to blackmail people over this sort of thing!
I hope things turn out OK for them. And not just when it comes to wanking in public.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Our youngest is, somehow, starting pre-school. Or so we thought. We took him down for his first day, and he was very excited to finally be going and seeing what his sister’s been up to all this time.
He’s quite the charmer, but also still very little for his age, and one of the teachers at the gate asked him “and where are you going?” presumably expecting an excited “school!” response. Instead he came back with the full withering sentence “err, I’m going to preschool”. As if she was an idiot.
But it turned out we were the idiots, after we got there and found it didn’t start till next week!
I can still hear the screams as we dragged him away in tears. I’m sorry baby, don’t worry, before long you’ll be wishing you didn’t have to go at all.
