Reege! Say it ain’t so. But. Whatta way to go. Followed you from Live! with Kathie Lee then Kelly. To Millionayah. To Crowd Goes Wild. Television King for decades. Raconteur. Real. Grumpy. Funny. David Letterman said when Regis retired, he stopped watching TV.
Stories that typified his persona. He put a lawn chair on the median of Park Avenue when he was living on the UES. Because they had planted tulips and he wanted to sit outside. And. Yes. He was besties with the Donald. Called him the Trumpstah. Every time he was on Live! Regis asked him when he was going to run for President. Regis had an engagement for Trump-Melania wedding in Palm Beach, so he didn’t go, but showed up at Mar-a-Lago for the honeymoon.
Miss you Reege. That’s my final answer.
It’s too hot to walk around. Impossible with a mask on. So. Beat the heat and stay in the a/c. Tune into tonight’s Obama-Biden fundraiser show. But. You’ll have to donate to watch them sitting in separate spaces with bad audio. Haven’t we had enough basement and living room Zooms?
Or. Watch Dirty John. Amanda Peet and Christian Slater are genius crazy. Totally team Betty. Or. Beecham House on Masterpiece. Lavish soapy stilted romance novel set in India 1795. Or. HBO’s Perry Mason. Don’t expect the Raymond Burr version. Matthew Rhys a rumpled PI Perry before he becomes a lawyer in a noir and gritty 1930’s Los Angeles. Think more Chinatown. As always Lithgow steals the show.
Memorial Day Weekend. Some things the same. Cool and gray. Backyard fire pits socially distanced. Most not. No summer tourists around. Locals abound. Beach towns on lockdown.
Golf tried to manage the new normal with a charity event. Tiger & Peyton v. Phippy & TB. It started as a soggy slow slog. Technical problems didn’t help. Until Brady made a miraculous shot into the hole. As he told Barkley, “Suck on that, Chuck.” The match became fun to watch. But. Tiger should never wear shorts. Again.
Mrs. America with Cate Blanchett as Phyllis Schlafly sounds deadly. But it was good. Historical context and perspective turned the anti-ERA villain into a complicated woman. Feminist leaders flawed as well. Balanced look back. ERA still not ratified to this day.
A distraction from Biden’s campaign which magnifies his lack of management skills. He couldn’t even assemble a competent team to make him look less inept in his bunker. Sad.
Stranger Things place where the gates open to the Upside Down. A place of confusion and panic. Hmmm. Whoever wrote that was prescient. We are in our own version of the In-Between.
Can only see people out the window or on a screen. Most restaurants are re-opening all over the ‘hood. For take-out and delivery. Lenwich, Chinese, Indian, Thai, Greek, Middle Eastern, Cuban. Some with cocktails, too. Let’s clear avenue lanes for al fresco socially-distanced dining!
Sweeper back today. Just brushing the middle of the street. There’s still the caranda. Alternate side next week. Definitely Limbo.
Boxes go out on the street. Still happens every week. Got a coveted Fresh Direct window. Which may delay laundry day. Yay. Now there’ll be something to do on Friday. Through the window I see a couple walking their dog with masks around their necks as they smoke cigarettes.
Morning Joes. Biden whinin’ with Scarborough. Can’t win votes by sounding like the women on The View.
Besides Housewives. Have to try these series. What We Do In the Shadows- funny vampires in Brooklyn. Mrs. America- feminism, equal rights, Cate Blanchett, John Slattery. What’s not to like?
Still can see the Pink Moon rising over The Carlyle from our huddled one bedroom window.
No daytime show in NYC goes uninterrupted any day. Whether soaps or the View. Hour-long pressers with DeBlasio, then Cuomo, and Murphy of New Jersey. Yeah. I know. But. Still. Desperately need a break. Cannot tolerate covfefe talk 24/7.
Bernie out. Kamala Harris rising. She’s on all the networks lecturing in her D.A. way. So. I guess she’s the current front-runner for Biden’s Veep. Too bad.
Masked people walking/running, kids scootering in the middle of our traffic-less street. More birds chirping. People greeting each other from a distance. Some things are good. Market’s above 23,000.
Tiger King not so much. Seedy people with depressing lifestyles. Ozark getting positive reviews. Will give that a try.
First time we’re using the freezer for more than ice and ice cream.
Another month of social distancing? Too much to deal with. Stationary bike and weights. Good. The scared shitless diet is also working. And. It is crucial to tune out the news. So.
Final season of POP TV’s Schitt’s Creek so sweet. Will miss it.
Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None on BBC 1 is kinda dumb but fun. Charles Dance is always worth a watch.
The Inn at Little Washington on PBS is a great diversionary story about a quirky chef going for his third Michelin star.
Homeland would have been ripped from the headlines a few weeks ago. Now Afghanistan and Pakistan seem so quaint.
American Idol singer/performer Just Sam aka Samantha Diaz is really a fabulous UWS story (even though they say she’s from Harlem cuz it sounds more hardscrabble). She slayed Selena last night.
So far we are the only people not watching Tiger King. There you go. Getting through another day.
Sheltering in place. Day 10?
NY Gov Andrew Cuomo pre-empts The View. Which is fine. He is a leader and should run for President. Joe Dotard should step aside.
NJ Governor is a jerk and cuts into The Young & The Restless. My renewed few days on stationary bike have therefore withered away. Maybe today.
Celeste Ng’s novel has been made into a series on Hulu. It is great. Little Fires Everywhere. Kerry Washington is fabulous as is the whole cast.
Sappy & soppy but a feel-good diversion. American Idol. Where auditions and heart-break are still normal somewhere. Just Sam!
Started Messiah series. So far intriguing. Also The Outsider. Jason Bateman. Different. Then. Sunday Marathon.
Mahomes never quits. Spunky finish to send Kansas City Chiefs to the Super Bowl. Over in Santa Clara. Jimmy G didn’t have to work hard. Mostert and blockers dominated to easily take Niners to the NFC win.
Next. Ray Donovan finale. Characters stay true to themselves. Well-written and acted. Sláinte on a gritty season. Then. Capped off the evening fast-forwarding through the SAG Awards. Highlights. Schitts’ Eugene & Dan Levy. Peter Dinklage. Jennifer Anniston. Wow.
Oh. And. NYTimes endorsed Amy & Lizzie. Sorry Joe & Bernie.
Meanwhile. Scanning great photos from St. Vigilio Dolomiti Italia.
mAd Ski Ben.
Joe Pesci best in The Irishman. Van Zandt nailed Jerry Vale and Bo Dietl was well himself. It was an intimate slice of the big bad Giancana mobster world which took out Jimmy Hoffa and a President. Reminded me of the old days with my father’s cousins.
Worth mention. Kirsten Dunst as a working class cult survivor in Central Florida. And. The noms for Unbelievable. An outstanding riveting series with Dever & Wever & Collette all winners for their great performances.
Streep brought a compellingly complicated new character to Big Little Lies. Brian Cox & Kieran Culkin faves for Succession. Jeremy Strong robbed. Adam Driver is good in anything. Waller-Bridge of course.
Two on my Worst of the Year List have nominations. Season 3 of Mrs. Maisel and Mirren as Catherine the Great. Bad writing and editing the former and ditto plus creepy the latter. So. Nope.
Pats will top the Titans.