I found myself wondering today about Carmine Ragusa. Did he ever marry Shirley? I stopped watching after Laverne and Shirley moved to California, because that was just stupid. Remember how their entire circle moved there, too? Oh, look, Dad's girlfriend is here!
I am probably the same age as Laverne's dad's girlfriend.
I just looked it up. Edna Babish was in her late 40s when she played Lavern and Shirley's landlady and also Laverne's dad's girlfriend. I remember at the time, at age 15, thinking, Why bother dating when you're that old?
Anyway, the part where Laverne and Shirley moved to California and so did Lenny, Squiggy, dad, the girlfriend who really shoulda insisted Frank put a ring on it before she schlepped her late-40s ass all the way to LA, and possibly even Carmine, moved to LA with L&S was dumb. Why MOVE to California if everyone was just gonna be there? Wasn't the point to introduce new characters?
Five years ago, I worked for a very glamorous yet work-you-to-death agency, and got laid off. Several months after that I got hired where I am now, and to this day I run into people who similarly got laid off at the last place and are now hired at my new place. And every time I run into one of those people, I'm all, "This is just like on Laverne & Shirley when they move to California." Seeing as everyone I work with is 22, they're all, "?"
I did NOT mean to drone on for so long about Laverne & Shirley, but speaking of people who are old and in a relationship, today is my three-year anniversary of dating Ned. We're going to meet tonight at the same place where we had our controversial first date.
Our first date was, in fact, not at all controversial. That's a line from Say Anything, a movie Ned only saw once, in the theaters, in 1989, but now he too calls the hotel bar where we met the site of our controversial first date, since I always call it that. I am slightly contagious.
Here I am on January 19, 2012, on my way to see Ned.
I'm a little less maniacal now. It may have to do with getting action on the regular. Nice picture of the ring Ned gave me last year, though.
Someone (Amish Annie? PJ?) noted you can always see a cat in the background, and there you go.
There's also a puppy here. I like how everyone's still in REM and I have to go toil to earn our keep. I'll bet as soon as I go, they all play that I don't wanna work, I just want to bang on the drum all day song. The cats limbo while the dogs hold up a stick.
Anyway, three years. I don't think I've been very obvious about this, but I love Ned. I love Ned stupid amounts, and the part where he's all professional single guy and moved in with me, and is committed to this relationship even though it's different and kind of weird for him makes me love him even stupidier. I feel like I won some kind of lottery. A Ned lottery. Somebody had to win. I feel like I've gone from rags to riches, as Carmine Ragusa would say.
Okay, I gotta go. I can see a car full of cats parked on the corner waiting till I leave so they can join the limbo.
Schlamiel, schlamazal,
Joooon
