|Dawg days indeed|
So, I turn 50. Feels like 49 only later. I had a lot of well-wishers online and off, got a nice card, an electric razor from Becky and I generally had a mellow time here at home. I don't have that Middle-Aged Blues I heard about, just same ol', same ol'. Becky says we'll do up a party right after the show finishes it's run (around first of May). Until then, time for some drinks after the show.
One gift I got is a copy of Not Just The Best Of The Larry Sanders Show, a 4-disc DVD set with 23 of the best shows along with lots of extras. Great set. I love this show but as I've been working my way through it, I'm getting this sense of sorrow. See, I love the satire of talk-shows and the entertainment business in general, but, as I'm going through the last few, it just kinda pains me to see this whole show get torn down by a bunch of network weasels with their own agendas. Yeah, I know it's reflecting the reality of it and yeah, I know it's just a show but I've come to care about the characters (flaws and all) and about the show itself. I guess that's a testament to Gary Shandling and all the other creative writers, actors and others who worked on it. It's just a show but the end is starting to feel like The Fall of The Roman Empire.
I may have to sell it after I'm done because it's just too much. Bravo to Gary and everyone else, but I don't think I can watch this again. So long Larry, Hank, Artie and all the rest. You're best as a memory, one of better times. One that I'll never forget.