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My Monty Megaset arrives
Nov. 11th, 2003 04:14 pmYay! My "Monty Python" Megaset arrived yesterday, making it probably the fastest shipping I have ever seen (only 2 business days! Thanks SuperDuperDVDs!) Thank God it was shrink-wrapped to protect it from the drool I was helpless to stop. Such a thing of beauty. (Tyler Durden would undoubtedly despise me, as virtually all my pleasure in life is derived from material possessions. Hey, we are living in a material world and I am a material grrl. I just wish the degree of my materialism bore a slightly more realistic correlation to my income. When oh when will I meet my Sugar Daddy/Mama?)
I watched DVD #1 last night and was pleasantly surprised that sufficient time has passed for me so that some of the lesser known skits were unremembered and seemed shiny and new (I really don't care much for Madonna, so I will stop quoting her NOW). For instance, I couldn't remember at all the "Working Class Playwright" (the playwright father (Graham Chapman) is disgusted with his coal miner son (Eric Idle) and his work ethic as a common laborer. Hilarious!) On the other hand, other sketches were well remembered but still just as funny as the first time (like "The Restaurant Sketch," aka "The Dirty Fork Sketch" John Cleese as the murderous chef is almost worth the price of the whole DVD alone). My eyes just misted up at how young the lads looked. My favorites have always been Michael Palin and Eric Idle (not always in that order) because they were such sweet-looking, innocent young men (therefore the most likely to inspire very naughty thoughts in me >;)
Tery came home and noticed the massive boxed set on the coffee table with a subdued eyeroll, and for the millionth time I wondered what on Earth has kept us together for 12 years with so little in common. (Lucky for me she understands me, though, as she barely batted an eye when I proclaimed the set my new most prized possession and expressed a desire to sleep with it that very night. I didn't, if only because real estate in my bed is at a premium with my 25-pound cat Alsatia hogging it all the time.)
With this massive set to entertain me, I assured Tery if she didn't want to come home for, say, 3 days that would be fine with me.
At the risk of squealing like a fangirl, I ♥ Monty Python!
-=Lainey=-
I watched DVD #1 last night and was pleasantly surprised that sufficient time has passed for me so that some of the lesser known skits were unremembered and seemed shiny and new (I really don't care much for Madonna, so I will stop quoting her NOW). For instance, I couldn't remember at all the "Working Class Playwright" (the playwright father (Graham Chapman) is disgusted with his coal miner son (Eric Idle) and his work ethic as a common laborer. Hilarious!) On the other hand, other sketches were well remembered but still just as funny as the first time (like "The Restaurant Sketch," aka "The Dirty Fork Sketch" John Cleese as the murderous chef is almost worth the price of the whole DVD alone). My eyes just misted up at how young the lads looked. My favorites have always been Michael Palin and Eric Idle (not always in that order) because they were such sweet-looking, innocent young men (therefore the most likely to inspire very naughty thoughts in me >;)
Tery came home and noticed the massive boxed set on the coffee table with a subdued eyeroll, and for the millionth time I wondered what on Earth has kept us together for 12 years with so little in common. (Lucky for me she understands me, though, as she barely batted an eye when I proclaimed the set my new most prized possession and expressed a desire to sleep with it that very night. I didn't, if only because real estate in my bed is at a premium with my 25-pound cat Alsatia hogging it all the time.)
With this massive set to entertain me, I assured Tery if she didn't want to come home for, say, 3 days that would be fine with me.
At the risk of squealing like a fangirl, I ♥ Monty Python!
-=Lainey=-
