Brian Damage
03-02-2012, 01:27 AM
I'm not embarrassed to say I love coming home from the Index late at night and unwinding with a few or five episodes of "The Mary Tyler Moore Show."
If you're not familiar with it, "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" is one of those glorious 1970s sitcoms that used to air on Nick at Nite before George Lopez and that guy from "My Wife and Kids" ruined the meaning of Nick at Nite. Come on, those shows were made during the 2000s! And they are dumb.
But I suppose the show I love is kind of dumb too. The plot lines of "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" are silly and kind of sexist (Mary's boss Mr. Grant hires a secretary because he likes her butt during one episode), but I know why I love it. It reminds me of my mom. Because my mom is a sexist dummy.
Just kidding, mom. My mom is awesome. The show reminds me of her because she loves it more than I do and because she looks and acts like Mary Tyler Moore. When I'm home, we watch our DVD collection together in her room and eat snacks.
Mary Richards, played by the tall but adorable Mary Tyler Moore, is a single woman making it on her own in the mean city of Minneapolis, working as an associate producer in an all-male newsroom. Her apartment is awesome, everyone always falls in love with her and her best friend is a spunky Jewish gal named Rhoda Morgenstern who lives in the apartment upstairs.
Mary has it all, and like most sitcom stars, she has a lot of goofy problems and miscommunications in relationships that quickly are resolved and never spoken about again.
For example, in the episode "It's Whether You Win or Lose," we discover that Mary's good friend and co-worker Murray Slaughter has a severe gambling addiction that almost destroyed his marriage—a problem which makes the office poker game hilarious. Luckily, Murray is cured forever after Mary confronts him and he agrees gambling isn't that great.
Watching Mary Tyler Moore in my little apartment in Kirksville reminds me of being home with my mom. Although it's my last year in college, I still feel homesick sometimes and wish I could just apparate home for the night and for breakfast in the morning. I don't think that occasional craving will go away after graduation. I'll probably always become a little homesick from time to time.
Doing things like watching "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" on Hulu is silly, but it's comforting. We should all make time to do things that remind us of home — whether it's a too-cheesy casserole, a ratty sweatshirt or a silly TV show.
I'm preparing to move far away from home a few months from now, and I'm ready to be an adult. But I know that when I'm living in a new city, there will be some days I'll want to climb into my mom's bed and watch a disc of Mary Tyler Moore, and I won't be able to.
I'll have to settle for a phone call home and a Hulu playlist. But I think it will be more comforting than sad because I know home, just like Mary Tyler Moore, will be there when I really need it.
http://www.trumanindex.com/old-sitcom-offers-simple-comforts-1.2802543
http://media.salon.com/2001/07/mary_tyler_less.jpg
If you're not familiar with it, "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" is one of those glorious 1970s sitcoms that used to air on Nick at Nite before George Lopez and that guy from "My Wife and Kids" ruined the meaning of Nick at Nite. Come on, those shows were made during the 2000s! And they are dumb.
But I suppose the show I love is kind of dumb too. The plot lines of "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" are silly and kind of sexist (Mary's boss Mr. Grant hires a secretary because he likes her butt during one episode), but I know why I love it. It reminds me of my mom. Because my mom is a sexist dummy.
Just kidding, mom. My mom is awesome. The show reminds me of her because she loves it more than I do and because she looks and acts like Mary Tyler Moore. When I'm home, we watch our DVD collection together in her room and eat snacks.
Mary Richards, played by the tall but adorable Mary Tyler Moore, is a single woman making it on her own in the mean city of Minneapolis, working as an associate producer in an all-male newsroom. Her apartment is awesome, everyone always falls in love with her and her best friend is a spunky Jewish gal named Rhoda Morgenstern who lives in the apartment upstairs.
Mary has it all, and like most sitcom stars, she has a lot of goofy problems and miscommunications in relationships that quickly are resolved and never spoken about again.
For example, in the episode "It's Whether You Win or Lose," we discover that Mary's good friend and co-worker Murray Slaughter has a severe gambling addiction that almost destroyed his marriage—a problem which makes the office poker game hilarious. Luckily, Murray is cured forever after Mary confronts him and he agrees gambling isn't that great.
Watching Mary Tyler Moore in my little apartment in Kirksville reminds me of being home with my mom. Although it's my last year in college, I still feel homesick sometimes and wish I could just apparate home for the night and for breakfast in the morning. I don't think that occasional craving will go away after graduation. I'll probably always become a little homesick from time to time.
Doing things like watching "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" on Hulu is silly, but it's comforting. We should all make time to do things that remind us of home — whether it's a too-cheesy casserole, a ratty sweatshirt or a silly TV show.
I'm preparing to move far away from home a few months from now, and I'm ready to be an adult. But I know that when I'm living in a new city, there will be some days I'll want to climb into my mom's bed and watch a disc of Mary Tyler Moore, and I won't be able to.
I'll have to settle for a phone call home and a Hulu playlist. But I think it will be more comforting than sad because I know home, just like Mary Tyler Moore, will be there when I really need it.
http://www.trumanindex.com/old-sitcom-offers-simple-comforts-1.2802543
http://media.salon.com/2001/07/mary_tyler_less.jpg