This was our first tough one: “toothbrush the state video”
Unfortunately, we’ve been thwarted in our efforts in the past to upload this State sketch to the webs. And even if we wanted to try it again, we don’t currently have our QuickTime copy of that sketch at our disposal (snowed in!). So, instead, we’re going to do three things:
1. A still from the sketch! (REMEMBER, this is just a screenshot)
With the snow keeping us indoors we thought it might be a good time to go through our drafts and let some of these long-languishing, somewhat unfinished posts see the light of day. First up, our best shows of the 2000s, which we held off publishing until we could embed some video evidence. But, at this point, we’ll put that responsibility in your hands.
My belated best TV shows of the 2000s! (in a semi-particular order)
2. The Sopranos: The Godfather of dark, fearless cable shows with flawed central characters. Might be responsible for killing network TV.
3. Arrested Development: Simply the smartest sitcom of all time. It was probably to clever for its own good. It was basically teaching a master class in comedy while throwing out an impossible amount of sight gags, call backs and cutaways. We should just be thankful that we got 3 seasons of this masterpiece.
4. Veronica Mars: Could have put it below Freaks and Geeks, but I give it the edge for somehow making it to season three (even if that was a neutered, watered-down version of VM). I’d put the first season up against any season from the last decade.
5. Freaks and Geeks: The most gut-wrenchingly accurate depiction of high school ever. 18 episodes of achingly beautiful growing pains [editor’s note: just watched much of IFC’s Freaks and Geeks Holiday Marathon, and if we revised this list today we’d be tempted to put this show at the top of this list. It’s that fucking good].
We’re snowed in on Long Island and going rather stir crazy. This would have been the perfect opportunity for our long-gestating Saved by the Bell marathon, but, unfortunately, we recently brought all five seasons back to Brooklyn for that very occasion. It’s like Gift of the Magi, but with Screech instead of a comb.
So hopefully we’ll take this predicament as an opportunity to write, reflect, and ponder the nature of man. In other words, let’s turn snow into snowade. And thanks to our mother’s refusal to pass up a discount and our father’s love of soup, we have enough provisions to last through another dozen Snowreckonings. Certainly, we feel more prepared than Kip & Henry.