I don’t know whether to be impressed by your analytical skills in your deft drawing out of the echoes of Middlemarch in the mid-90’s laff-fest Caroline in the City. (So funny it deserves an irreverent spelling of laugh?) Or to be afraid of your near encyclopedic knowledge of the show now more than a decade since it was on the air. (I remember it was about a cartoonist, and maybe she had a cat (or was it a dog? A ferret?) that’s about it.)
I choose to be afraid. I think it’s time to let Caroline in the City go. As much as you may hope, Caroline, her drafting board, and the crazy shenanigans that ensued aren’t coming back.
I was considering tracing the parallels between young Fred Vincy’s ill-behavior to Men Behaving Badly, but then I couldn’t decide whether he was more like the Rob Schnieder character or the Ron Eldard character, then I realized this was probably because I never watched the show, so I gave up on that one, but in future posts, I will see what I can do.
Also, to clarify, I thought we had both implicitly decided to stop reading Middlemarch. I thought we were having one of those psychic twin moments that you hear so much about, but never actually happen. (Well, except for that one time when I felt your pain.)
I was mistaken.
Okay now for your Dodo game. i think I can trump you and your entire list because I can give a living example of a once thought extinct species:
You (read “dodo as idiot”–sorry to give the eponymous bird a bad rap.)
That, in my book, equals 10 points.
I win.
Game over.
Happy reading,
Justin
Reading with my Twin 