4 posts tagged “scrubs”

Here's a great interview with Scrubs star John C. McGinley. I know he's played a thousand roles, but Dr. Cox is my all-time favorite television character.

What were your top 5 TV shows of 2006?

I'm going to dedicate all top five slots to one show...

"Newbie, if the next two words coming out of your mouth are not "See Ya," then the third word will be "My crotch -- Oh my God, he punched me in my crotch!""

Tonight was the first time that it's really felt like winter. It smelled like winter tonight and it was straight-up cold. Today was an interesting day to say the least. Allow me to say that watching the sun rise over midtown Manhattan might be the best backdrop for getting to know someone. By the time 9 a.m. rolled around I knew I wasn't gonna be able to fall asleep so I changed and shot some hoops until 11. Jay-Z is my usual choice for a basketball shootaround, can you say "iMix"? I came home and told my mom about my early-morning boldness before I finally went to sleep a little after 12:30. I slept straight through until 8 and when I woke I was bummed about missing a two hour block of Scrubs on Comedy Central. It was the most solid sleep that I have had in weeks and I needed it. I haven't been able to sleep, but I finally did this afternoon. Well, I woke up and switched between the Nets game and the Rutgers game. The Nets beat the Sixers but Rutgers lost in triple overtime to West Virginia. After the RU game I showered and picked up Sal and drove around for a bit. Eventually I picked up Matt and then lost Sal when he picked up his girlfriend's car and dissappeared into the New Jersey night. Matt and I wound up meeting up with Dave Cortese and Gary Parlaitti up at the diner. Guess who our waitress was..? That was sweet but I'm sorry, nothing compares with Gary and yes everyone, it's time for another volume of...

Gary Parlaitti Says The Darndest Things!

"Do you think if I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes at once I'd die?"

"Bums...the best kind of bums are the shirtless ones."

"I can go for some basketball-sized hail right now."

"I've done some things that are definitely TV-warranted."

The trivial contents of Gary's brain that sometimes just spew out in language form into the outside world. Between the three of them, there's not many more people I'd rather sit and hang out with for forty minutes, it's always the best party. I can't wait for next weekend and yes Matt you're probably right, I'm going down. Why Gary? Oh, that's right because everyone goes down on their birthday, thanks bud. Are you familar with the triple bypass?

Well, it's safe to say the countdown is on. I've been wondering why I've been excited for this birthday and I thought because it's the last really sweet age you turn. There's nothing glamorous about 23 or 31. I don't know, I'm stoked to go out and have some drinks in The City with my boys. Seven.

I've been bumping out Rhett Miller this week. It's December and today it was 67 degrees here in New Jersey, crazy! However that absolute downpour dropped the temperature like 20 degrees. Work was long for a five hour shift, I got soaked. We picked secret Santas for our Christmas party, I knew the person I'd get because that's how life works. Oi! Well tonight was Friday and even though it was kind of lame I enjoyed it. Nora and I went to the diner where we sat with the cute waitress who makes me nervous. We had to use codewords for when she would be coming...

"Ketchup"

"Clocks"

Until we started playing that game where you just name as many, for example, words that start with 'b'. That was fun, everyone thinks Nora and I are dating which is great. The common theme of the past few days has been people thinking I'm dating one of my friends. Well, I couldn't be more shocked by one person's behavior. I thought you were a good friend, you're just a fucking piece of shit. The thing that bums me out is that I know that you don't want to be the way you are, but you are too much of a coward to just believe anyone except the worst in yourself. You are weak and now everybody sees it. Congratulations, you can start counting the friendships you've ruined on your toes, too. Your social life is a house on fire. And I've been let down by friends before, but not with something like this. Not by trying to go after one of my friends of nine years, fuck you, kid.

After much discussion about the aforementioned two things, Nora and I left the diner and met up with Lauren Delonge and Joe Deceglia at The Middle. And yes, I've made it proper because it deserves it. Nora wound up going home around 1:35 and Deceglia followed suit. I drove around for a while and was actually pretty bummed, I kept waiting for that diner parking lot to be empty so maybe, just maybe I'd work up the guts, but it never was. I called Spanish to see what he was doing. He was driving into The City with a few people, we talked for a bit and got cut off by the Holland Tunnel. I drove around longer, I went to get gas on 440. I had the only energy but nowhere to use it. Nervous anticipation. Proving something to yourself sucks, especially when you do it infront of people you see that much but yet you really don't know anything about them. Life is weird sometimes. What really made my entire night was a call from Matt Howard at like 2:35...

"Hello"

"Yo dude, what's up?"

"Not much, driving around my town, not much going on what are you doing?"

"Driving to Tennessee"

Matt was up with Alex driving from Louisiana to Tennessee where they were playing a big show infront of their manager as well as guys from Fueled By Ramen. Their tour is going really good. They're coming back to New Jersey on December 9th to play a show in South Plainfield which I'll probably attend instead of the Nets/Celtics that night. The next day is my birthday holla! But Matt's phone call made and saved my entire night. Be safe, my niggas. I can't wait to see you all. And stay out of biker bars...

Well, that's that. Here I am at 3:43 in the morning. I'm actually tired and may be able to fall asleep if I lay down but I can't stand knowing that I'm missing out on something and I know I have another hour or so before I might be able to lay my head down and be alright. And plus, why go to sleep when I'm downloading the season premiere of Scrubs that I missed on Thursday because of freaking work.

On the school front I'm dropping off a tuition deposit to NJCU on Monday morning. I'm still waiting on Brooklyn College and City College of New York. It's either NJCU or BC because I'm not going to want to shoot all the way up to 138th street everyday. That is nonsense. The BC campus is beautiful but it's in Bed-Stuy which has some seriously rough neighborhoods. But, I don't know. I heard Michael Kay today drop an interesting point about race and division between races. It came up because Larry Johnson, a running back for the Kansas City Chiefs said he would only play for a black coach. Now imagine if a white player said that, he'd be run out of the league. It's a double-standard. And a caller argued that blacks and minorities had lee-way with dialogue because of the years of oppression that they suffered at the hands of white people. Which is understandable from my perspective. But Kay bought up a great comeback, he said that it was 2006 and that there was no need to judge people by their race. He said about how when he applied to a college years back, that he couldn't have any scholarships because there were no white scholarship money left. Affirmative action is something I haven't been on either side of, not literally nor with an opinion. I guess I understand both arguments enough to where I don't feel strong enough on either side to throw my own thoughts out there. Kay bought up the Jews and how they had been treated, and that blacks weren't the only people that had been discriminated against. From his next point it made me change the way I think a bit. He said the only thing he would ever judge people on right off the bat is where they came from. As in you mean to tell me that a white kid that came up in the south Bronx had it any easier growing up than anyone that was black or say, Latino? It's a great point and it was great radio. I'll always remember it because race is something I'm really loose with. As in if we can't make respect and/or even make fun of each other and ourselves because of our skin color or heritage than what the hell is wrong with us? And I know that there were never reperations paid for slavery or the holocaust but if we bring up the way our races or origins were wronged over the last however many thousands of years than we are always going to hate each other. It's 2006, and at some point we are all going to have to move on and live the way we all know we should, at least in the way we treat each other in respect to our makings. As Paul McCartney said..,

"Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony, side by side on my piano keyboard, oh Lord, why don't we?"

I hope something so small as reading this can shift anyone's mindset or thinking just a little...

Well, I don't know what's on my plate for tomorrow. I need to write Sarah in Chicago, make sure she hasn't been entombed by the insane amount of snow the city got these past three days. My Scrubs has finished dowloading from iTunes...I'm stoked to talk about it with Michelle. And I'm going to point out that Zach Braff is a Jersey kid and she will scowl in a way that says "damn you, New Jersey Sean". I miss you girl! Hope all is well on The Island. It's 4:25 now...and I think I'm really going to do this...