I usually get rebellious about fitting into any cliche, but I've proudly been a cardholder to the stereotypical 20-30 something, brunette with glasses sarcastic girl who completely identifies with Liz Lemon club. We lost our leader and now we'll have to succumb to self-identifying with the likes of New Girl and The Mindy Project, which are great shows but, you know, it's kind of like trying to get all of your direction from Rhoda after Mary Tyler Moore went off the air. It's nice to see more funny girls on TV but on nights like this you remember they're there because Mary Tyler Moore wore pants and threw her hat in the air and Liz Lemon posed on a toilet with a rubber chicken and did commercials for phone dating with a snaggle tooth. I love New Girl (I often refer to it as my Homeland) but when half of this week's show was done in the leading star's bra I wonder what kind of walls we're really breaking through over there. I will always give crazy respect to Tina Fey for using her voice to bring legitimate feminist issues to the table while only showing her natural waist like maybe 15% of the series' run.
Last night's Thursday TV goodbye reminded me of one of the top five most traumatic events in my life, which is obviously the last episode of Seinfeld. I was 12 years old and stayed home from the St. Monica Athletic Awards (HUGE DEAL) to watch the clip reel NBC aired before the hour long finale. While gripping the commemorative magazine I bought from Tom Thumb the week before, I cried so hard I'm pretty sure I dehydrated myself and continue to question my parents for sending me to school the next day, other than the times that I thank them for sending me to school in an effort to teach me that the end of a television show is not the end of the world. But we all know almost 15 years later, that I was completely right and we will never have anything as good as Seinfeld on our televisions ever ever again. So, yes, to answer your question I do believe that I was a child
Another good one goes to TV Heaven. Liz Lemon, I am pouring out some funky juice for you today. And blessing the good men at Ben & Jerry's for memorializing you with your own flavor*. I swear on my copy of Bossypants that I'm never buying Jimmy Fallon's Late Night Snack flavor again.
Have you ever struggled through a day after saying goodbye to one of your favorite shows?
What are your favorite TV comedies right now?
*Apologies in advance to my mom for including her, Sarah Palin and the Huffington Post in this entry in ways that I know will make her disappointed in me. I love you.