My Son, the Chimp. S1:E28
Dear Fiends,
Winter has decided to settle in like a lion, and these past few days have been spent fighting the ever increasing snow building up in front of my door. What a silly thing, here I am trying my damnedest to get out when usually I want nothing except to stay in. But I guess people still need to eat, and my kids weren't buying that fresh snow is free ice cream. It's pretty close though!
After a short week long break, JohnPaul and I are back at it, usurping all your time to talk about why he's bad a primates, the best directors to shoot NYC, comic books, Trash Packs, how hot Bob Hoskins is, and much more. We do sprinkle some Addams in there just to keep you hooked, because we know that for you, just like for us, John Astin's Gomez is a drug we never want to be sober from.
The episode we cover this week is super cute, super campy, and as always a little kooky. Hey, did you know Ken Weatherwax's (Puglsey) Uncle was a professional animal trainer for showbiz? Cool, right!
I love the word "showbiz." That's an old timey word now. I guess the new term is "content creation." But I'll never say we're content creators. We try to bring you more than content. We bring you our joy, nonsense, and vulnerabilities in hopes that you can find in us some laughs and comfort just as we have in talking about Addams Family. If anyone asks what I like to do in my free time besides grow spongey animals, watch Welcome Back, Kotter, and eat mochi, I'll say I dabble in Show Biz. The Free TV kind. Just think of us as being on your local public access channel. You can check for school winter closings as we figure out just whose hairy arm that is when Thing reaches far out of the box.
Stay healthy, stay safe, and hold on to that sense of humor, fiends. The winter is long, but we'll get through it together.
Love you all,
K.

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