Friday, June 27, 2008

Especially happy ginger day!




Evolution! Before our very eyes.



I was off for much of this week. Having a few days off for me is quite the luxury. Normally I am forced to spend time sitting at my desk, gazing out the window at the birds- by the by, we have not one but two new robins competing for Napoleon's garden- dribbling and sweating over my computer, afraid to leave lest I be sucked into the gaping maw of day dime television. A fate worse than death surely, for I have seen Jeremy Kyle.
So no, I was off, which naturally led me to hoochy lunches with the Spaniard, films were watched-Wanted is quite entertaining in a totally ridiculous way- books were read, wine was quaffed and television was once more asked up for a slow set.
And it was due to television watching that my greatest fetish came startlingly unexpectedly to life.
T'was a wet and wooly Irish summer evening. I'd had my fill of dinner and I was happily ensconced in my favourite chair, Puddy on my lap, wine by my elbow, remote controls glued to my hands. I had been flicking idly through the stations and eventually came across Scrubs, you know, that show about doctors and nurses. Now I like Scrubs, well, let me rephrase that, I like Dr Kelso, Dr Cox and the evil Janitor, the rest of them can all go catch leprosy for all I care. In fact in JD's case I would like that to be super-leprosy with a side order of Ebola.
Anyhoo, I hadn't seen this episode and Kelso was doing the rounds so I watched. And then it happened. Something so glorious and so wondrous that my breath caught in my body and for one brief moment I almost believed in god.
Yes, that's right. Carrot-top, whom previously I had only worshipped in 1-d form (though he peppers my dreams in many ds) was suddenly right there, Pinocchio like.
'He's alive... ALIVE!!!!' I said to Puddy, clutching her to my chest. She made a sound that led me to believe she was ALMOST as thrilled as I was.
And oh, the rain did stop and the skies did clear, I heard music and saw stars. Then I realised that if Gingerlovemuffin was on Scrubs then in all likelyhood he was on Youtube, and so it came to pass that I Fatmammycat can cheerfully admit I have spent MANY an hour tracking down every clip I could of my rightangledcurlyfrecklednomnomington and have eeeeeed over them all.
Bless you Kelso. I mean that from the bottom of my tar-pit heart.

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23 Comments:

Anonymous sheepworrier said...

Eeep - he's even more pasty in 3D!

2:54 p.m.  
Anonymous problemchildbride said...

At the bottom of your tar pit heart are the bones of all the innocent bloggers who have stumbled into your Friday madness.

That was the first time i'd ever seen CT animated. He's not in bad as in stills which give you more time to look, in horrified fascination.

2:57 p.m.  
Anonymous problemchildbride said...

For me, it's his drawn on eyebrows that are the worst.

2:58 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

He's so young there too, corruptibly so.

3:00 p.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

*sigh of relief*
Thank you, I can now relax, knowing that the weekend is finally here. Not long before beer o'clock, huzzah.
By the way I don't know what came over me but I just had a flash of what it would be like waking up next to Carrot Top and have him say "Good morning" with his American accent.
Why did I allow that thought to pass through my head, why??? I must be sick! Now I will never dare to go to bed again without fearing to wake up.

3:22 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Don't worry Eva, I get that image all the time, although in mine there's usually a green glittery cod piece somewhere in the mix and cowboy boots.

3:24 p.m.  
Blogger Medbh said...

I like Turk and Carla as well but yes, J.D. is a pain in the ass, FMC.

I must second Sam's fear of eyebrow horror that he sports.
His hair is awfully bouncy though.

3:44 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

It's soooo springy. Rather like I imagine he is.

3:46 p.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Wonder what hair products he uses...?

3:54 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

Nothing, I'd say he just commands it to behave and it does.

4:00 p.m.  
Blogger Mayrasmom said...

He must have a perky little butt, gotta be the on;y thing holding up those pants...
-Kathleen

4:06 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Truly farking horrendous, what are we gonna do with ye!

Have a swell weekend all!!

Nonny

4:22 p.m.  
Anonymous sheepworrier said...

Booziness is but a short 20 mins away.

Have a good 'un folks. Sláinte.

4:42 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Those fucking Romanian redheads

4:50 p.m.  
Blogger Dr. James McInerney said...

http://themishmash.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/30/0928_carrot_top_3reveal_wi_fm_2.jpg

5:22 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

God damn it Anon, that made me laugh. Stop it, I won't have it.

Hvve a good weekend everyone, EXCEPT Docky for that blasphemous picture.

6:28 p.m.  
OpenID grimsaburger said...

I think he must have made an incision across his hairline, pulled his scalp down to form the eyebrows, then sewn in a separate panel of skin to re-form the forehead. And he must have done it while intoxicated.

Just a theory.

Happy weekend!

7:42 p.m.  
Blogger Medbh said...

Hee.
Love the 3 stages of CT.

8:06 p.m.  
Anonymous eva said...

Hahaha, fab shots, Docky - thanks for sharing!
Have a great weekend all, I'm off to see what Edinburgh nightlife has to offer tonight....

8:24 p.m.  
Blogger laughykate said...

I still can't believe you posted that fattie earlier.

Put her beside a sullen ironing board and see who wins that one.

1:05 a.m.  
Blogger Conan Drumm said...

I'll not be soiling my laptop screen with such uncomeliness.

Incidentally, back in the day wasn't there an 'off colour' joke involving carrots, and press-ups, and nuns.......

7:18 p.m.  
Blogger fatmammycat said...

There was? Let's hear it. I love smutty jokes.

3:03 p.m.  
Blogger Conan Drumm said...

Don't remember it!

It occurs to me too since carrot tops are green that himself should be called carrot bottom.

7:37 p.m.  

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