Whoa! Saturday Night Live Isn't Dead?

Where did they finally find the cojones after some long period of time to do the sketch on DeLay tonight? Now, it wasn't perfect, but it was better than we long since hoped to get.

Parnell needs to work on smarmy delivery. For example, classic DeLay is a shot with him standing on the right and angled toward the front left, up high so he doesn't look like such a little pissant. Then he puffs himself up like a ruffed grouse about to let out a noise that will terrify you, and then, just before he speaks or during pauses between paragraphs, he gives us the Tommy Eyes.

Tommy Eyes always reminds me of very old ladies when I was a small girl; they weren't supposed to talk trash as a woman of graceful years so they would do this nasty little up-and-down with their eyes while they affect the expression of someone smelling untidy didies, a hint of a curl of the nose in measured distaste.

SNL has hidden Daryl Hammond, easily among the most talented on that show in sometime (although not with everything - his Arnold needs life support but then, so does the real Arnold), carefully away most of this season. He does Chris Matthews to the point where Chris Matthews practically has a wet dream while replaying it on Hardball (they finally told him they couldn't show the Zel Miller "duel" video another 10 million times) ad infinitum because he's just so darned tickled! Chris now tries to do his show by imitating Daryl imitating him because he thinks it's just more interesting than straight Chris (heh).

Meanwhile, SNL has been overusing Seth Meyers far more than any of the rest of the talent (Amy Pohler is sometimes overplayed, too, and she's not a good fit on the Weekend Update Desk yet; she and Tina play is far too much like an inside joke we're not inside). Meyers is talented, but they have him hoofing into almost every skit, his characters run into one another, and they seem all a bit too worked up.

But hey, SNL. Nice cojones tonight. We've missed them. For years. Get my drift? And really, with this sports person as host, it's not like we're gonna watch much of the rest of the show.

Crap. Did I just write a review of an insipid comedy show?

[Ed. note: Yes, you did.]

[Author's note: Why didn't you stop me?]

[Ed. note: Because I prize my cajones and you're wearing those pointy shoes.]

[Author's note: Wuss. You really need to stop using John Kerry (of this age) as your male role model.]

[Ed. note: Wonderful. Life coaching advice from a Deanie Baby. Let me take notes so I don't miss a moment of your witty analysis.]