By Pat Bataillon
Since it’s Friday, I don’t want to dwell on the past too long, so I’ll make it quick. Two lessons learned – or re-learned – last night. From It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, the useful tenet “That’s politics, bitch!” From The Wedding Singer, that Drew Barrymore is still extremely annoying. I only got to watch It’s Always Sunny in Philly because of an intense game of Scrabble with my girlfriend. She is most likely blushing now. Picture that. She bested me by a score of 241 to 237. I was taught to take a loss in stride and congratulate my opponent on a game well-played. I must take this opportunity to congratulate her. Congrats!
I couldn’t string any points together. I was just out of it. I had to think about what was different about this night. And then it hit me: Drew Barrymore’s squawk box was melting my brain. Listening to Drew Barrymore “act” last night took me completely off of my game. She has always been a pain in my brain, but I never thought she could through my entire thought process out of whack. But she did.
Posted on August 4, 2006