I see that Olivia has gotten herself into the spirit of the Olympics by
competing in the 10 foot vase throw, accompanied by the 2 foot table swipe,
soon to be followed by the 20 minute snivelfest on the nearest available
shoulder. Also showing strong in the 5 minute, telepathic phone stare, upon
said device's ringing. I think she's been taking lessons from Malcolm in the
fine art and appreciation of listening to a phone ring endlessly. Hmm, what
do you suppose that thing is for- maybe I'm supposed to lift it up, and put it
to my ear, and say, or rather whimper: "Nayyythan, is that you? Sob, sob, sob.
On second thought, maybe I'd better not, its probably just another stream of
people calling me here at: "Wrong-Numbers-Are-Us".
Perhaps it IS Nathan, calling in for a second loan, seeing as how he's
managed to stretch that $200 he borrowed from a friend for a whole 6 WEEKS-
now that's financial planning- I think the Savings and Loan people need to
take lessons from this ultra-resourceful economist. Meanwhile, the financial
wizard's son is busy filling in the blanks in his cartoon script with his
huge vocabulary of 5 words. "I miss you": + Choice 1: Mommmmmmeeeeeee, or,
Choice 2: Dadddddeeeeeee. Also displaying his skills at ad-libbing with:
"Noooooooo, nooooo more hot-doggggs, nooooooooo, pleeeeeease Daddddeeeeee."
Yikes, I think this whole family will have to be carted off to the
Institute for Remedial Script and Character Development. Next thing
you know, little Nate will start turning around in endless circles,
much like his insane mum, muttering "hot-dog, must not have hot-dog,
hot-dog bad", like a little wind up dog, ending it all with a little
squeak, and going off in a puff of smoke. We can only hope the same thing
befalls his robotic, leaky, progenitor. Woman, re-hinge thyself!
"Mutter" is German for "mother", and a prize description for Olivia,
who, as a mother, according to Webster's Dictionary of the English
Language, is supposed to be: "1. a female parent. 2. a woman in control, or
authority." I think not.
Pleeeeeeeeease writers, no more hot-dogs... I mean, no more drawn out story
lines. Just end it nice and simple, or I'll have to join little Nate in the
sandbox of insanity and whine without end. And I will do it, I have crayons
now and I mean business.
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(more incredibly hilarious writing snipped...)
Roberta, Just when I finished wiping the tears of laughter from my face
after visualizing Niki winning the gold in the interrogate-a-thon, I'm
doubled over, and about to choke, imagining another fine athelete from
Genoa City, the good Dr. Olivia, competing her little heart out in the
20 minute snivelfest. You go, girl!
More --- please!
Best,
Joan (who is trying very hard not to attract the attention of
her co-workers by howling with laughter)
Martin
You're most welcome- I find that battling these silly premises with
humour helps, but Lord knows, I get plenty of help from the "writers" at
Y&R. Where do they come up with these people? I see no end to my
outpouring of, hopefully, humourous tomes in the near future- not unless
the writers pull together and purchase a collective brain. Not likely.
Roberta.
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You are hilarious! I just finished reading the Niki Olympics and wept!
Looking forward to more!
Joan E. Renner (jo...@skipper.ea.ucla.edu) writes:
> In article <4u62li$3...@freenet-news.carleton.ca>, al...@FreeNet.Carleton.CA
> (Roberta Seed) writes:
>
> |> I see that Olivia has gotten herself into the spirit of the Olympics by
> |> competing in the 10 foot vase throw, accompanied by the 2 foot table swipe...
>
> (more incredibly hilarious writing snipped...)
>
> Roberta, Just when I finished wiping the tears of laughter from my face
> after visualizing Niki winning the gold in the interrogate-a-thon, I'm
> doubled over, and about to choke, imagining another fine athelete from
> Genoa City, the good Dr. Olivia, competing her little heart out in the
> 20 minute snivelfest. You go, girl!
>
> More --- please!
> Best,
>
> Joan (who is trying very hard not to attract the attention of
> her co-workers by howling with laughter)
I'll do my best to oblige you- looks like there's more water to be wrung
out of Olivia, and I'm just one of the people eagerly lined up for the job.
Glad you liked it. The writers sure give us some lovely targets.
Till the next rant. Bye.
Thank you, Roberta, for a healthy laugh! Now, a question: when Nathan
called Olivia, M.D. (Mutter Dearest?), why did she get Paul from his
wedding when she could have just called Nathan back? His caller ID
number was clearly shown on her phone.
Tuulia
I'm glad you enjoyed it! We Y&R viewers either have to laugh, or
scream at the "ludicrosity" ( a new word I made up just to decribe the
inane writing at the Y&R) of it all. As for Olivia's overdependency on
that lame excuse for a P.I., I suspect she was in cohoots with Nose
Breather, who paid her to try and derail (yet again) the interminable
wedding of Ladybug and Pawly. Alas, Mustache's lame attempt to lure
ladybug with the tempting offer to interrupt her wedding for a 3rd time
with the do-or-die legal matter failed miserably. Finally. Here comes the
bride, and without Phllyis riding shotgun in the background too- what more
could a bride ask for?
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orcagal (orc...@oneworld.owt.com) writes:
> In article <4u62li$3...@freenet-news.carleton.ca>,
> al...@FreeNet.Carleton.CA says...
>>
>>
>> I see that Olivia has gotten herself into the spirit of the Olympics by
>>competing in the 10 foot vase throw, accompanied by the 2 foot table
> swipe....
>
> You are hilarious! I just finished reading the Niki Olympics and wept!
> Looking forward to more!
Your wish is my command- watch out for Nicki's Space Wardrobe and
Danny Diapered by Momma Gina, coming soon to a newsgroup near you.
Keep laughing- maybe the roar of our poor newsgroup will reach the
densely earwax packed antenna of those incredibley bad Y&R writers.
Not likely.
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This whole kidnapping story has been going on for at least a month now, and
I'm wondering if in this entire time, has Olivia even gone to work ONCE? She
said that "other doctors are covering for me at the hospital." I know she's a
doctor, and that carries a lot of clout, but GEEZ!! I'm surprised she hasn't
been fired.
Laura.
--
Gabriella
Yeah, it seems like she could get call-forwarding and forward her phone to
her office. At least then she could do some office work and get out of
that dark, stuffy apartment. Getting her mind back on her work would
probably help her to be less freaky.