“All I want for my birthday is social justice and chipotle.”
~ slaughthie, @slaughtie
“All I want for my birthday is social justice and chipotle.”
~ slaughthie, @slaughtie
There is a wonderful little show that I love: Portlandia. I had noticed commercials for it on the IFC, Independent Film Channel. But they never seemed to be replaying the first season episodes. Finally it got listed at netflix to watch online.
There are only six episodes from the first season. But season two is starting this Friday January 6th at 10/9 central. Season one is re-playing the same night the three hours prior to the new episode. I was posting a comment to someone about this and it took me a couple of hours to realize, hey I should put it on my list of healing with humor.
Well first off there are so many great and wacky characters. It really makes me think and laugh. There aren’t that many shows that make me do both.
It’s a hilarious wild ride, to the singers Aimee Mann and Sarah McLachlen doing menial chores for pay, to the Women and Women First Bookstore, to adult hide-and-seek in the library
to bike riders who are just too hip,
to a bike rider greeting the trees and sunflowers and announcing it is her birthday, to tracking down the missing mayor to find him playing with a reggae band, to put a bird on it
to I’m gonna ask you one more time, it’s local?, to one woman at the book store proclaiming that a journal is supposed to be a document of misery and another taking a woman to a back shelf and proclaiming I think you have a unicorn inside you.
And finally the opening song on season one episode one is too so great:
Dream of the 90s
The dream of the nineties is alive in Portland.
I love it. I just gotta say Cacao is my new favorite word. Each time I think of it or say it, I laugh out loud.
Outsourced on NBC. I love this show. It makes me laugh over and over during an episode. That doesn’t normally happen for me when I watch most sitcoms.
From the episode The Todd Couple:
Anger management training video, being watched by Indian co-workers in India, turns out to be an American idea of what yoga is:
Video: Namaste, that’s Indian for greeting.
Manmeet: Todd, there is no such language as Indian.
Todd, the manager: I know.
Video: Yoga is the great gift from these spiritual and magical people.
Rajiv, the assistant manager: We’re Indians, not elves.
From the episode A Sitar is Born.
After Todd tries to get Madhuri to enter a Bollywood singing competition, but accidentally ends having Gupta volunteer.
Gupta is practicing in the office the next morning before work.
Rajiv: Should I call the authorities. It appears that a dancing bear has gotten loose in the call center.
Todd: That’s not so bad. (Gupta bends over.) Oh, that was regrettable.
Rajiv: Hats off, you picked the only Indian who cannot sing and dance.
Rajiv starts singing to prove his point.
Breathing was a big part of Doug-the-parole-officer’s philosophy of How to Fix the World and Find One’s Place in It. He had explained it all to me over a vegan meal of flaxseed, tofu, and shredded carrots in a raspberry vinaigrette that the Gratitude Cafe in Berkely. The meal was memorable mostly because I became weary of chewing long before my hunger was sated, which I imagine would be an excellent dieting technique. According to Doug, , the secret to inner peace was to breathe with intent, inhaling anger and exhaling compassion. Or maybe it was the other way around. I got mixed up…
Fuming, I hopped in my truck and took off. I exhaled anger until I felt lightheaded and was forced to inhale a little compassion lest I keel over while driving.
Arsenic and Old Paint, by Hailey Lind.
I tried doing that once, making every moment count. It gave me a headache.
Adrian Monk, Monk TV Series, from the episode Mr. Monk Takes a Vacation.
For a very long time I have loved the Monk show. Not since the first season, but probably the second season, when they replayed some of the cable shows on abc during the summer. I didn’t know anything about the show, but I loved it. That was the same way that I first found and loved the show Psych.
I especially like how the main character has been effected by the trauma of the loss of his wife through violent crime. You can see in each episode how post traumatic stress disorder has exacerbated all his previous mental health issues. You often hear about how far he has come and yet how far he still has to go in healing. I appreciate the ability of the show to highlight someone who is severely challenged in their everyday life and yet they can do so much to positively effect others, justice, and the world. Plus it is funny.
Rule: Only cats and dogs allowed in the house.
The duck trying to recruit the pig into his plot to steal the alarm clock.
I like that rule. It’s a good rule. But this is beyond rules.
From the movie Babe.
One of the few comedies that I do watch and love is The Big Bang Theory. It’s about four adult colleagues/friends who work at the same University. They are scientists who are brilliant, but lacking in social skills. As self-described science nerds they also love science-fiction, fantasy, gaming, and comic books. Enter one pretty perky waitress/actress across the hall from where two of the scientists live. And more than comedy ensues.
Since I have been working on having more humor in my life one of the things that came to mind was this show. I have finally caught up with the series by watching season three and loved it so much I watched season one again. I love this show. It makes me laugh.
There is a lot in the show that I relate to. The feeling of being different, of not fitting in, or not being wanted or loved. I too understand how society tends to judge and reject people who are smarter than the average bear. I see too how so many chase after the beautiful guy or girl, no matter how few good qualities they possess while rejecting immediately someone who is not a jock or a beauty queen. This is an intrinsic part of the show and yet there is laughter. They laugh at themselves. They laugh at each other. They laugh at society. And then there are the parts where they don’t get it and don’t see the humor and we all laugh.
Having a toaster with a Cylon on the side that imprints an image of a cylon’s head onto the toast is funny. Sheldon making a pile of Cylong toast is funny. Leonard suggesting that Sheldon take the toast over to the football party for something funny to do is funny. Sheldon , all serious, says, what’s funny about Cylon toast? A nerd taking toast with a science fiction show’s imprint on it to a jock party would be funny to everyone there. So even though Sheldon doesn’t see what’s funny about Cylon toast, we do. and they do it in such a light-hearted way that it is easy to laugh. I don’t have a Cylon toaster, but the episode made me want to have one and for that, too, I laugh.
I’ve noticed recently that I try to get myself to enjoy more funny things, watch more funny tv shows and movies. But at each time I reflect on that, I’m not doing much more to use humor in a healing way as a survivor.
I have noticed recently that I am more consistently doing body love work. I think that has been helped along a great deal with my postings about body love here on the blog, as well as trying to practice that in my daily life. So I thought that my healing with humor could use some encouragement by blogging about it.
I understand that my kind of humor, or what makes me laugh, might not be what others find funny. I hope that they wouldn’t find it offensive either. But sometimes humor can be.
The suggestion that others might vacuum topless to Carly Simon is something that made me laugh. Not necessarily the line, because it could be seen as being offensive. But the show and in the context of the show. It was on an epsidoe of Psych that I watched recently. I love the show. It consistently makes me laugh. The fake psychic on the show was trying to distract a roomful of people while the guest speaker was being delayed for safety reasons. This is the line he came up with. It was particularly bad. No one raised their hand. I laughed.
The laugh was good. I don’t much find myself laughing at situation comedies or comedy movies that much anymore. It felt good. It felt good to be alive. And it reminded me that I need to do that more and seek out ways of doing that more. So here I am blogging about it. I’ve been watching more things that I find funny and will post more soon. I’m not sure if laughter is healing. But I’m still going to try to embrace it more… and I will not be vacuuming at the same time, or listending to Carly Simon.