Master of the Possimpible: Barney Stinson
NPH rocks. In my book, he’s second only to Jack Sparrow (not Johnny Depp, specifically Jack Sparrow. Sorry, that’s Captain Jack Sparrow).
The only thing is, if Barn-man transforms into the schmoopy shmuck that he’s threatening to become, I’ll hate him forever. One Ted is quite enough.
Dialogue of the Week:
Scene: Ted’s first class in Columbia University
Future Ted Voiceover : I still hadn’t decided what kind of professor I wanted to be – ‘authoritative’ or ‘cool guy’. I thought I would decide in the moment. And I did. About 20 times.
Ted (addressing class of 200 perfectly quiet college students): Good morning. Ssup, dudes? (suddenly shouting) Silence! (pause) This is Architecture 101, I am Professor Mosby. But you can call me Ted. Professor Mosby. T-Dawg. Do not call me T-Dawg.
Of Gremlins & Girls:
Scene : Maclaren’s Bar, four years ago. Ted and Barney in (wait for it) tuxedos
Barney: How do you keep a girl from becoming your girl-friend? Simple. The rules for girls are the same as the rules for gremlins.
Ted: Gremlins?
Barney: Gremlins. Rule No 1 – Never get them wet. In other words, don’t let her take a shower at your place. No 2 – Keep them away from sunlight. i.e don’t ever see them during the day. And rule no 3 – Never feed them after midnight – meaning she doesn’t sleep over and you don’t have breakfast with her. EVER.
Ted: What about brunch? Is brunch cool?
Barney (with super disgusted look): No, Ted. Brunch is not cool.
Overall rating: To quote Lily & Marshall – “Not good enough! (whippp!)” Felt like the cast and the writers are not yet on form.
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Lily (after finding out that Barney and Robin don’t want to be a couple after all): (sob, sob!) We were gonna take cooking classes together, and we were gonna go on camping trips together, and then we were gonna sit around telling funny stories about our cooking classes and our camping trips! (Sob, sob!) (shovels ice-cream into her mouth)
(Me: And this is exactly why couples are LAME.)
Marshall: I know, honey, I know (pause). So… has the boat sailed on sex tonight or….?
(Me: Ha ha haaaaa…!!! Man, they do not use this guy’s talent enough!)
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Yes, I posted about a sit-com. No, I had nothing better to write about. Let’s just say my week so far hasn’t been the best in my life. I worked on the previous weekend, got my promised holiday taken away, got pressurized by the client, and scolded by my seniors, and by my managers (yes, plural), and got dumped with stupid work (when I was clearly busy!) by other managers and a partner. Seriously, the high point of my week so far was watching random words appear by themselves on my friend’s laptop. (True story)
As far as rules go, I only have one for September: If you are an auditor, or the apprentice of an auditor, never sit in your own office in September and attempt to work. EVER. Go to the client’s office, where auditors = God (mostly)
I need a life, don’t I?
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