Tenth Musee

What is the deal with Everybody Loves Raymond?  I really don’t see the appeal. Sure, it’s an ok show and if it’s on and nothing else is, I’ll watch it, but I won’t go out of my way for it or anything.

I was in the grocery store last night and I saw on the checkstand a little point-of-purchase stand-up that said, “It’s here! The show of our generation, Everybody Loves Raymond: The First Season now available on DVD!”

The “show of our generation”?  Man, that’s a broad statement, no?  The show of my generation was Seinfeld, in my opinion.  Some may say Friends, fine fine.  But for me, nothing will replace Beefareeno and Dolores.  Nothing!  I am the Master of My Own Domain.  And anyone younger than me… I don’t know that a neurotic housewife, a mama’s boy with some sinus issues, some old farts and a dopey cop really make for a Generation Y or Millenial touchstone, you know?

I do not love Raymond.  There, I’ve said it.

p.s. totally unrelated, but the Boobiethon photos have been *ahem* updated. Rawr.