Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Odds and Ends

We here at RwR are still coming to grips with living in a world with no Sopranos. Sorry folks, but you’ll see a Saturday morning Sopranos cartoon show before Chase agrees to make a movie. To alleviate the pain, we thought we’d share one of our very favorite exchanges from the show:

Tony: (To Paulie) “He killed sixteen Chechens. He worked in the Interior Ministry.”

Paulie: (Later in the show, talking to Christopher) He killed sixteen Czechoslovakians. He’s an interior decorator.”

Christopher: “What are you talking about? His apartment was a mess.”

Sheer brilliance. The best part about the finale is that it allows us to weed out all the “not enough action” folks and mock them for missing the point of the entire series. This show could’ve been about a family of accountants and we still would’ve tuned in every week.

It’s a day later and Rickey still can’t get that “Can’t Stop Believinnnnnnn” song out of his head. You think after hearing it played for four years nonstop at college bars Rickey would be immune to it… (that song is like a mating call for an entire generation of Jagermeister stained sorority girls) …but apparently not so much.

And while we’re on the subject of The Sopranos, Rickey is bemusedly enjoying his fifteen minutes of regional fame. You know what that means: it’s time to go on a monster coke binge, punctuated by Dante-esque hallucinations.

Switching gears, perhaps this is another situation where Rickey’s immaturity inhibits his ability to be a normal member of society, but we found the following quote by Ichiro Suzuki (a baseball player for the Mariners) to be hilarious:

"To tell the truth, I'm not excited to go to Cleveland, but we have to," [Ichiro said through an interpreter] "If I ever saw myself saying I'm excited going to Cleveland, I'd punch myself in the face, because I'm lying."

Coincidentally, Lebron James most likely feels the same way right about now.

We really shouldn’t find this turn of events to be funny, but guess what? It most certainly is. And for some reason it reminds Rickey of Corey Haim in that movie “Silver Bullet”.

Finally, for those seeking 24 related merriment, Rickey has posted his musings on season one of 24 over at our sister site, The Jack Sack.

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10 comments:

Alex said...

Wait, so you're giving quotes for the Journal News??!? Who is Heather Salerno and can I get her digits?

Rickey Henderson said...

Well, your odd cat and your model railroad set would dovetail nicely with the Sopranos finale...

Egan Foote said...

You're going to thank me, Rickey. Through my super-sleuthing I was able to find a clip of what happens immediately after the Sopranos cuts out. Chase had filmed this scene from outside the diner but decided to simply end it where he did. I'm not sure who is responsible for this, but Egan blames the Libyans.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfEMnx-Nz-w

Egan, out.

Rickey Henderson said...

Indeed, this blog is in your debt egan.

Toasty Joe said...

I did not know Rickey was a waitress. I'll have to stop by the Olde Village Inne one of these days.

Bird Spot said...

Thank you for quoting that line from Chrissie and Paulie. I've been trying to remember it for awhile now. Classic! Also, who can forget the time when AJ's eyebrows got shaved off? Yes, we would've tuned in each week, even without the sex and shootings.

Egan Foote said...

Egan knows where Egan goes. Find the Foote.

Egan, out.

http://eganfoote.wordpress.com

Egan Foote said...

Rickey, I sense some sarcasm in your last post. But it is Egan who has the last laugh.

http://www.tvgasm.com/newsgasm/news/the-sopranos/clipgasm-the-uncut-final-scene.php

Looks like I was right.

Egan, out.

Toasty Joe said...

I know I'm nitpicking, but in the actual exchange in Pine Barrens, it's Paulie, not Chrissy, who relays to the other that the Russian is "an interior decorator." To which Chrissy (not Paulie) replies, "His house looked like shit."

Rickey Henderson said...

Noted and ammended Joe.

Rickey actually likes nitpickers--they keep him frosty.