“I already have a drink. Do you think he’d buy me mozzarella sticks?”
December 15th, 2006
Big Decision Alert!
Liz Lemon is the greatest TV character ever.
I’m probably only saying that because she’s a lot like me and I’m all I ever think about. Whatever. Liz Lemon of 30 Rock (Tina Fey) is my hero for plenty of reasons, the most obvious of which is her unabashed obsession with junk food. Observe:

Liz gets a cookie after donating blood. Would you look at that SMIRK? This might be the best photo I’ve ever taken of my own television, and if you don’t know me that well, that is saying so much more than you think. Observe:

Liz is in the middle of an important, entire-episode-consuming office crisis, yet she hesitates when a catering cart wheels by. She actually CHANGES DIRECTION. I believe a pivot was involved, just like in high school girls basketball. (Me!) Again, note the fierce longing in her face. I just don’t understand how this could get any better. Observe:

Liz falls asleep after the same long day at work, but manages to keep a firm grip on a cheeseburger so weak and floppy it is obviously from McDonald’s, despite a lack of visible wrapper logos. Don’t you just want to eat her up? The burger.
Those pics were from last Thursday’s episode. Last night, Liz Lemon admitted the only times she remotely enjoyed her vile boyfriend’s company was when his actions involved food — first doughnuts, then chili, then cheesesteaks. I am seriously confounded at the brilliance of these snack selections. A few weeks ago, the reason I got going on this in the first place was Liz’s insistence that there’s nothing wrong with eating a turkey sub for lunch, and that she likes going to the “crappy” midtown deli because it’s dependable and you know what you’re getting. I couldn’t have said it better myself — god knows I’ve tried, but I’m not good at scripting myself in catchy, succinct TV sentences. When I get to talking about area delis, I can last for whole minutes. I try really hard to convince whomever I’m arguing with (who was never arguing with me, and who doesn’t care) that turkey subs go best when mouth-swished with regular cola, and don’t forget the mayo. The point is: I love Tina Fey.
And on top of all of that… She’s a lefty!
By the way, I’d like to start a Justin Timberlake-esque campaign to bring the spelling “doughnuts” back. Krispy Kreme spells the word that way, but the more pervasive Dunkin’ Donuts, and most people, do not. Are we that busy and low-class that we need to snub those two arguably negligible letters? I’m bringin’ DoughnutsBack. Owww! Sing it with me:
I’m bringin’ “doughnuts” back
Them other peeps they don’t know how to spell
I think it’s special… what’s it filled with, yo
So put it down and I’ll suck out the jelly

December 15th, 2006 at 9:46 am
FUNNY
December 15th, 2006 at 10:34 am
I think it’s special… what’s it filled with, yo
So put it down and I’ll suck out the jelly
Annie’s foray into amateur porn soundtracks y’all!
But I applaud the effort, I’m all about bringing traditional spelling back (well, that and fitted hats as of late)
December 15th, 2006 at 1:33 pm
aren’t you just swooning over Thursday night tv???:
OC…Office…and 30 Rock….
it’s just overwhelming…and of course, tv viewing must involve snacking - last nights bounty was dunkin donuts (sic) blueberry cake and chocolate covered, microwave popcorn with extra homestyle butter, coke with fresh lime and crushed ice…and some vile, but oh so good, breadsticks with soft orange cheese packet…
it just doesn’t get any better than that!!!
B T W…where’s the OC recap????????????
December 15th, 2006 at 3:17 pm
it just went up here
http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2006/12/the_oc_its_ryan.html
December 16th, 2006 at 10:50 pm
Sigh. I guess I have to start watching 30 Rock now. It’s been TiVoed by my roommate but I’ve resisted adding a new show to the repertoire, but now… damn you and your praise!
Also, I am violently opposed to “donuts.” I refuse to believe it is actually a word. But Moviefone uses that as standard spelling and I hate it.
Oh, by the way, I just “tagged” you. Whatever that means. Sorry.