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The Jimmi and Dan Variety Cast #27: What you do! Not, who you do! We are back…

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I loved Suzanne Pleshette!

It was with great surprise that I heard Suzanne Pleshette had passed away over the weekend. After catching up with Chad and Atari (who was visiting from Boston) at the Eagle, Chad told me the news.

“She died,” Chad said in his father-telling-his-son-in-a-matter-of-fact-way way.

I couldn’t believe it. She went from a beautiful starlet to star of Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” to “The Bob Newhart Show” to Karen Walker’s mom on “Will & Grace.” The more she smoked, the deeper her voice went. She succumbed to respiratory failure. She had been treated for lung cancer in 2006.

As many of you know who have read my blog over the years, I am a huge fan of TV. I am shaped from a childhood imagining leaving Waterville, always hoping to live in California. I’ve always set up my homes with the layout of a sitcom set. A friend once told me that I live surrounded by 4 walls — “not 3 walls and a studio audience.”

In the spirit of my love of television, I present they very last scene of the finale of “Newhart,” Bob’s 1980s series on CBS (no, Chad, it was NOT filmed at Television City). It is one of the best written surprises to end a sitcom in television history. I’ll miss you, Suzanne. Enjoy….

Seen on craig’s list

I am in the market for a new couch, but I don’t know about this one. You can see actual ad here in case you are interested.

TV on a Sunday night

After getting caught up on my work today (at home and not at the office, thankfully), I pulled up to the ‘ole TV for some old-fashioned TV watching. No YouTube. No blog reading. No research of social networking sites for work.

So, I threw a Digiorno Pizza in the oven, opened a bottle of wine, and settled down with the remote. It has been so long since I’ve sat in front of the TV I almost forgot how to use it!

Yes, Golden Globes!

Ooops — the Globes are not on. Something about a writer’s strike? So I watched Billy Bush and some dumb blonde announce the winners. Time for another glass of wine.

Next up, “American Gladiators.” Didn’t this show go off the air in 1993?

Aaahhhh. “The L Word.” Wow. A women’s prison shower and sex scene. I think this was in the last episode of the show I watched last year. Different hair dos. Same lesbians. Now, one is sleeping with Marlee Maitlin — when did she join the cast?

I decided to shut off the TV and write in my blog instead. It’s my old standby. Still here — no steroid-enhanced gladiators; no topless lesbians; no pseudo press conference with botox’d announcers. It’s just me.

Now, what will I write about?

DanNation gets nabbed

“Didn’t mean to meet you this way,” said the policeman as I already reached for my wallet. It was about 9:40 a.m. in Palo Alto this morning as I drove down Middlefield Road from Menlo Park and decided to turn right on Emerson Street to look for parking. I usually heed the “No Right Turn” sign; today I was late and decided to risk it. That’s when Ponch waved me over to the right side behind three other vehicles. Another car pulled up behind me. Five motorcycles and about as man cops pulled over all of us who were, at that moment, the most wanted criminals in Palo Alto.

“What did I do wrong, officer?” as I batted my eyelashes and hoped he played for our team. “Moving violation. You will get an official fine in the mail. Could be $300!” he informed me.

Damn.

So, would you have done Ponch or John? I have to say I’m a John fan.

My birthday

I woke up a year older today — 42. I headed into the office soon thereafter where the staff had festively decorated my space. I’ve been sitting in that chair ever since. Oh well, I turn 43 soon.

All in all, it was a great day!