Sunday, March 4, 2012

I'm a little rusty

It's been forever since I blogged. I need to blog more. I want to blog more. But between work and school and hockey and hockey and hockey, it's tough to find the time. 

So I thought I'd just start with something easy to get back into the swing of things. Like Lndsey Lohan's appearance on SNL last night. (There are things I'm way more excited to blog about like the Paleo Summit created by Sean Croxton of Underground Wellness, but, oh, man, see, half of you just logged off - not everybody likes the healthy junk, so I'm creating a totally new blog to neglect about that stuff. Yay! I'll keep you posted.)

Anyway, Lindsey Lohan on SNL. So I only watched the monologue and one skit because I don't stay up past 9:30 p.m. which means I actually watched those two clips online this morning. But I got the idea. She looked great, besides the stripper hair (or her mom's hair) and the monologue was funny. 

The monologue premise was that SNL was giving Lindsey a chance to comeback and prove that she's changed and is capable and can be trusted, then various cast members came out to "chat" but actually patted her down, checked her pupils, and an alarm went off when she moved off her mark...stuff like that. She did a great job with the self effacing humor and feigned innocence. It was cute. 

BUT...

Apparently that was all the brain space Lindsey had available for memorizing lines or tapping into her craft, because the skit about the Scared Straight program was a hot mess. Correction. Keenan was a riot. It should be an ongoing skit based on his performance (and maybe it is, as I say, I keep granny hours). 

Linsdey, however...complete spaz attack. She flubbed the few lines they gave her during the Scared Straight skit, even when she was blatantly reading them while having a face-to-not-face dialogue with Andy Sandberg. He said his lines perfectly, then, while TOTALLY READING A CUE CARD BEHIND HIS HEAD Lindsey, playing a Scared Straight drill sergeant, said her lines which went something like, "Listen kid, I'm gonna something-something and if you don't listen there's gonna be some-bullshit-I'm-supposed- to-say-next, which I can't friggin' remember, because I can't remember how to tie my own damn shoes or read for that matter. I'm gonna kill my parents and then my agent for making me do this so damn soon. Where's the coke?!!!"

It was brutal. I turned it off before it was over. 

You can watch it here, though.
http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/showtracker/2012/03/lindsay-lohan-on-saturday-night-live-fans-rip-hosting-job-.html

That's it. Hopefully my comeback wasn't as bad as Lindsey's.

Next post: Either "I'm perimenopausal!" or "The day I cried in Astronomy lab."

Until then...

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