I am so sick of Noggin I could gouge out my own eyes. I won't get all into it, but I have a few comments:
1. I find it deeply disturbing that Miss Spider is raising bugs as her children that spiders normally eat. They show her saving seeds for the winter. Yeah, right. She is going to fatten up those kids and eat them. I know it.
2. Little Bill is annoying. That's it.
3. Yo Gabba Gabba scares the hell out of me. And that big reddish brown thing with the nubs on it. That is a dildo, isn't it? If not, it sure looks like one. And if it looks like a duck and walks like a duck, well.....
4. I want to punch Dora. I don't know why, but I do. I guess that tells you a lot about my personality.
5. Wonder Pets. Why do they have a duck that talks with a speech impediment?? I am trying to teach my kids to NOT say things like "Twadgedy." It is TRadgedy. Damnit. Someone get that Ming Ming to a speech therapist. That is probably who sponsors the show. The Speech Therapists' Association. They were running short of clients.
6. Oobi. Someone decided to make a show. They could not afford puppets, so they just glued eyes to their hands. It is freaky. My son loves it. Me....Oobi.....lame.
7. Max and Ruby. This one is cute and funny. BUT. Where the hell are their parents? Are they dead? Are they drug addicts who leave the kids to go on crack runs? Ruby should be nicer to Max. And Louise is kind of a bitch.
8. Oswald. Octopus. Lives upstairs from a Penguin, who is voiced by Squiggy from Laverne and Shirley. Oswald has a dog named Weenie, who is a hot dog. Best line EVER: "Henry, I am going to take Weenie to the park to play." I hope Big City does not have a vice squad or Oswald is going to need bail.
Anyway, that is my Noggin rant. I am sure people disagree with me, but seriously, I can only take so much of it.
So, I managed to get back to the blog. Hooray! I am sure the 1 person who reads this is giddy with excitement.
I have a cough. Not a normal cough. A "Oh crap, I am going to turn blue and die before I can breathe in again" kind of cough. I had a cold last week. It went away. Today, I started hacking up a kidney. If I don't break a rib coughing tonight, I think I may venture to the doctor tomorrow.
Speaking of doctors, since I work about 28 of 40 hours on the weekend, Sunday night is the perfect time to bitch a little about work. A couple notes for the doctors: It is not necessary, Dr. whoever, to say "otherwise" at the beginning of every sentence. If you keep doing it, I will start typing every "otherwise" you utter and your medical reports will make you look like the idiot you are. It takes time out of my day listening to 145 "otherwises" and frankly, it is an annoying habit. STOP IT. Also, Dr. suchandsuch, don't spell things unless you KNOW how to spell them. You spell medications wrong all the time and it makes me thankful that you do not practice in my city. And lastly for tonight, Dr. anywho, you do know how to spell. However, I find it somewhat insulting when you dictate 26 letter words and do not spell them out, but then proceed to spell things like "heart block" for me. I am not an idiot. If I know how to spell esophagogastroduodenoscopy, I also know how to spell BLOCK. ---eye roll--- Oh, and I know I said that was the last, but for both doctors, and anyone else who spends a lot of time on the phone with people: Chewing is a nasty, nasty sound over the phone. So is snorting snot up into your nose. Hit pause or mute when you do those things. Cuz all I am thinking is "ewww what a skank."
So that is my complaint post for the night. I was going to make this a marathon post, but I have a hankering to play pogo and watch law and order reruns. I love that show. Criminal Intent is my favorite, but I also like the original. Jesse L. Martin is on there and I am a huge fan of his. He and I were in a musical together when I was about 13. Great guy. When he first joined the cast, I kept saying he looked so familiar to me, but I just could not place him. Then, he finally grinned on an episode and BAM. That smile. I am so happy to see that he is successful. He truly deserves it. He was a great guy back then. My father even liked him and he hated almost every teenage male I spoke to.
CI is on tonight and I have some Vincent D'Onofrio worshipping to do. TTFN!
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