Thursday, November 17, 2005
I love this show. Along with The Office, it’s a great way to spend an hour on a Tuesday night. By 10:00 p.m., after switching over to ABC to watch Boston Legal, I’ve made a really nice, comfortable, pre-hump-day dent in my couch cushions.
I want to take this opportunity to inform those of you who don’t have day-to-day contact with the urbanly challenged, like we do here in southeast Texas, that the characters on My Name is Earl are not caricatures. The same can be said for the characters on Boston Legal. I’ve known a lot of Earls and Joys and Randys in my life and quite a few Denny Cranes.
You know the Giovanni Ribisi character from My Name is Earl a couple of weeks ago? That guy (and lots more like him) spent many a night sleeping on my couch when I was married to my ex-husband, the Duke of Earldom.
The common thread here is that these people know who they are and they’re proud of it. They’re proud of their Dodge Hemis and their 4-wheelers and the fact that momma can cook a mean pecan pie. And, that’s the Denny Cranes.