After a long hiatus (but not nearly as long as Mad Men‘s), 30 Rock graced the screen again. Amanda and I ordered takeout, uncorked some wine and enjoyed seeing Liz, Jack, Tracy, Jenna and Kenneth all together again. There’s just something about a comedy that you can comfortably watch with your parents, friends, partners, bosses, etc. The writing is just fantastic and it’s a show I’ve never been disappointed with, especially with all of the guest stars that just happen to swing by.
While watching, my friend LeBaron texted me saying “Um. The day is almost coming when I may think about comparing you to Liz Lemon…” It’s an honor many people have told me. Mainly because we both wear glasses, are funny, witty, completely comfortable with ourselves, have just bizarre dating stories and dance to our own beats. But as LeBaron pointed out, these aren’t the things that sealed the deal for him. “The dancing and spraining the ankle did something to contribute. And the joint pain medication.”
Could this be the season Liz finds love while dealing with arthritic joints?
I won’t lie, I resisted 30 Rock for quite some time. In high school, Senior Year Charlar Time in Spanish 4 to be exact, José (that was his Spanish name, his real name was Kyle) said for his Charlar point on the day: “Yo pienso que Felipa es Tina Fey”. Roughly translates to “I think Hanna is Tina Fey.” Yes, my Spanish name was Felipa and I will still answer to it. But ever since this moment, I vowed to not be like Tina Fey. I wanted to be my own person. Then I wised up and realized that homegirl is fantastic. And Kyle/José quite possibly fed me the best compliment I have ever received in my life (and I received a lot of “Well done you”s in Ireland).
Ever since I caught myself up on 30 Rock while living in the desert, I have found I am much like Liz Lemon. And my Jack is every Kansas boy I still hang with (mainly Chris, BLB, Pat and Donovan). Tracy Jordan/Morgan’s character would obviously be Manch.
Came across the best moments of Liz Lemon and Jack today on Hulu. It’s a great 5-minute breather on a hectic Wednesday.
And now that it’s winter, I can’t help but think of the gem Liz Lemon said a couple of seasons ago about the danger of the puffy coats people wear during this time:
“You can do some serious subway flirting before you realize the guy is homeless.”
And I’m pretty sure I earned the nickname of “Manna” from Mike Maniaci after he ate my pudding. I’m sure the moment was something like this: