TGS Confessions

***After 2 weeks of no posting, both Dave Law and I have awoken to give a little something to our adoring masses. Please do not ignore DL's brilliant YouTube find below.***

As the title implies, I have a confession to make. It is regarding a personal preference of mine. One that sets me apart from most men my age. It is a preference that I've had for years. Nobody knows my secret. It hadn't come up until last Sunday night. Lil' Thunder and I went to a friend's place to catch the Oscars. As I settled in, I noticed that Ellen Degeneres was hosting. And that's when my painful secret bubbled to the surface.

No, I'm not gay (NTTAWWT). In fact, I believe that my secret is even worse. You see ... I ... I like Ellen Degeneres.

There. I said it. Its out. I can't take it back. I like her. I think she's funny. I think she's good at hosting awards shows and doing stand up.

Don't get me wrong, I don't like her talk show. Well, I don't think so -- I never saw it. And her sitcom? Not even hot girl-on-girl action (well, room temparature perhaps) could make me watch. But she's a funny comedian. Her goofy standup is really amusing. And while she wasn't really laugh-out-loud funny at the Oscars, she consistently delivered chuckles for me. And for what its worth, people "in the know" give her props for her standup. In fact, she was ranked 16th on Comedy Central's list of the best standups of all time (ahead of greats like Sam Kinison, Don Rickles, Bob Hope, George Burns, and Sinbad - just checking to see if you are still reading). Though to be fair, Roseanne is ranked #9, ahead of Eddie Murphy, so the list is pretty much best used as toilet paper.

Now I'm going to have to spend the entire weekend in the shower, scrubbing myself raw...