Have any of you watched Boston Legal? If you have, you totally get the title of this post. If you haven’t, be prepared for some possibly boring exposition.
On Boston Legal, James Spader (yum) plays Alan Shore, a lawyer with the law firm Crane, Poole, and Schmidt. William Shatner plays his best friend, crazy lawyer Denny Crane, “the name on the door!”.
In the first season of the show, Denny discovers that he’s showing some precursors of Alzheimer’s disease. He, of course, doesn’t want to admit to himself or to others that he’s “slipping”, so when, during a trial, a medical expert witness testifies that there’s a possibility that some of the people who doctors think have advanced Alzheimer’s might actually have Mad Cow disease, he runs with that. No he doesn’t need treatment for Alzheimers! ”I’ve got Mad Cow!” (at one point he thinks the Mad Cow might be adversely effecting his schlong. “I’ve got Mad Penis!”). And he doesn’t allow anyone else to mention the A-word in front of him, either. Which he can do, because he is Denny Crane.
All this just as a precursor to my more boring story. One of my colleagues has been sick for about 2 weeks now. She went to the doctor, who told her that because of the way we had so much snow that would melt then we’d get more snow, there might be a lot of snow mould around (has anyone ever heard of such a thing?) that is making people have a hard time breathing. Okay, whatever.
On Wednesday afternoon, I started coughing. By Wednesday evening, my voice started to go. I sound a little bit like a 12-year-old going through puberty. And, while Rob is telling me to make sure to take my inhalers, and to have cough drops and cold medicine around, I am totally Denny Crane-ing it. ”No use! It’s the Snow Mould!”
This morning he said something about my cold and then, after receiving what was probably the blackest of looks from me, quickly amended his statement. “I mean your Snow Mould. How is your Snow Mould doing today?”
Oh, what a lovely, well trained indulgent husband I have.
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