So what are you guys doing for Thanksgiving? Our plans have been derailed by an excruciating flare up of Mary's TMJ (she can't talk, let alone chew, and there's not much point to her making a dinner she can't eat, so unless I can quickly find an affordable Home Turkey Liquifier...), but there is one consolation: the MST3K Turkey Day Marathon is back!
MST3K Youtube Channel, so if you, like me, are into that kind of thing, I hope you get a chance to indulge! Your only other options are football or a parade, and I can almost guarantee the Turkey Day Marathon will feature fewer traumatic brain injuries and less shots of a helium-bloated Underdog.
(Also, if you didn't happen to see it, our friend D.Sidhe lost her cat Iala after 21 years, and wrote a very touching tribute, full of heart and her usual blithe eloquence. Take a look if you have a moment and maybe leave a comment -- I have reason to know how much that helps.)
In the meantime, enjoy your solid food, and have a happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
UPDATE: Woo hoo! Joel's introductory host segment featured Trace Beaulieu and J. Elvis Weinstein, the original Crow and Tom Servo as...Original Crow and Tom Servo (I'm a KTMA nerd).
Would love to OD on MST3K this morning, but my laughter might disturb the patients who have dropped by before dinner and the Bears/Lions game (may the FSM allow them to tie, or both lose). No one with a crying infant wants to hear some medico bwa-ha-ha-ing down the hall like Vincent Price on nitrous oxide.
Also, rolling on the ground laughing my ass off soils my white coat.
So, Scott and Mary, I hope the TMJ is not so bad that you can't chortle through the pain together. And remember, with the right kind of blender you can reduce anything to the consistency of Gerber Pureed Peas.
Best to you both, Scott and Mary.
Sorry to hear that Mary is having a pain-filled time of it. But I hope you can both enjoy a turkey smoothie and some pumpkin pie puree as you watch Manos: The Jazz Hands of Fate.
Makes my jaw hurt just thinking about it. I hope Mary's doing better soon.
It was a treat to hear J. Elvis and Trace doing Servo and Crow again. We only had a chance to catch the end of Lost Continent, though we managed to see all of Laserblast -- which ranks right up there with Yor, Hunter from the Future on my "I can't believe I paid good money to see that" list.
Hank, you may be the only other person I know who saw York, Hunter From the Future, and certainly the only one I know who paid for it (I avoided that myself, only because I have enough self-loathing issues as is), so the market for Yor-based mockery is probably limited. Nevertheless, I watched it for business purposes, and it will be included in the forthcoming sequel to Better Living Through Bad Movies.
Speaking of which, if anyone can think of other movies which feature Stone Age barbarians from the FUTURE!, please drop them in the comments here; I need a couple more to round out the chapter.
At least we only paid matinee prices, so I didn't feel like a complete chump -- only an 8 or 9 on the scale.
There is of course the type specimen of the genre: I Was a Teenage Caveman. (I'm assuming that you're looking for a movie apparently set in Stone Age times, where the big reveal is "It's actually THE FUTURE!".)
But as you well know, IWaTC's been done. Other than that, I'm drawing a complete blank on titles. Except for a hazy memory of something from the 50s, viewed a long time ago.
Well, much like our Pilgrim forefathers, I persevered through the pain and we had a delightful, full on Turkey dinner with all the trimmings! (unlike our Pilgrim forefathers, I also had the help of various prescription strength pain killers and some orajel to numb that jaw with the stabby nerve).
Thanks for all the well wishes you've given us. They have helped our morale. I just wish someone could let God know that he's gotten me confused with Job-AGAIN. Sheesh.
Yesterday was TV-free, and pretty low on alcohol since we were visiting with some of the better in-laws, and the children factor was limited. However, when we got home, we watched "Hunger Games: the transition" or something, which was written at a level LOWER than the YA original, not to mention the set up for the TWO (fucking TWO!) climactic episodes to this 'trilogy' was so lame even Missus Zombie remarked at how lame it was. Say what you will, zombie movies wouldn't leave you hanging like that. Romero KNOWS how to set up a sequel: by killin EVERYBODY.
Also, Woody sobers up. Hmpf....
For me, MST3K Turkey Day falls on Black Friday, and it's a good choice. I may be in the office, but so are Mike and Joel and the gang, as well as the Office Rum, so Holiday....
Glad to hear Mary is doing well.
A belated Happy Thanksgiving to all.
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