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I grew up in a household that appreciated classic TV, and it’s sad to see a lot of my favorite shows losing steam with my own generation just because my peers never have the chance to watch them; how can you when The Jersey Shore is TWO HOURS LONG?  So here’s my attempt to bring them back, by comparing them with today’s hit shows that you may already be into:

If you like Sex and the City, watch Golden Girls.  It’s the original foursome, and frankly a lot funnier.  Sure, you may not get a glimpse of a penis, but you’ll get 50 jokes from Sophia about how much Blanche loves ‘em.  It’s the sex of Sex and the City mixed with Medicare.  And Betty White!

If you like Saturday Night Live, watch Soap.  It’s a soap opera. Sort of.  It’s a four season-long sketch parodying daytime soaps, and it’s genius.  Evil twins, fake deaths, alien abductions; pretty much any corny soap opera plot is thrown in here, accompanied by a young Billy Crystal as the openly gay son of the rich family.

If you like The Office (specifically Michael Scott), then watch Get Smart.  You might remember Steve Carell playing the main character in a (poor) big screen adaptation of this spy comedy.  It’s about Maxwell Smart, a dense and often moronic secret agent who manages to catch the bad guy, unaware of how many times he foiled his own plan along the way (Get it? Get Smart. Like, “Go get that Smart guy he’s ruining my evil plan!” and “You’re an idiot, get smart!” Ahh, chuckles).  If Mel Brooks directed a James Bond film, this would be it.

If you like Modern Family, and specifically what the show does for all types of blended families in America, then watch All in the Family.  It’s a 1970’s sitcom centered around Archie Bunker, a politically conservative, prejudice, stubborn, outspoken bigot; and his quirky family.  What made All in the Family the highest rated show of the decade is that it pushed boundaries.  While Archie may be stubborn in his views, his character tries to adapt to the changing world and it turns out he’s a decent man.  Really moving, really controversial, and really funny.

– Taylor Kowalski

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“Do any of you have a completely unremarkable friend or maybe a houseplant I could go to dinner with on Saturday night?”

-Miranda Hobbes, Sex and the City

Do you have your date lined up for Saturday night yet?

Do you have your date lined up for Saturday night yet?

Welcome to my Lair…

Posted: September 30, 2009 by jerkmagblog in Uncategorized
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I basically harassed my lovely editor Kate at Jerk proofs all weekend long after being dumped by my serious boyfriend of three years who was non-debatably the love of my life. She mentioned that the Jerk Blog didn’t have a sex writer and that it might be the perfect antidote to my current problem. I also [weirdly] feel like it might bring out a more humorous, positive aspect of my personality. So friends and followers, here goes my first blog about SEX for the Fall semester.

I don’t exactly have the typical sex life of a single college student. Wow, I’m single. Weird. But I do promise that if I encounter any kind of sexcapades I will most definitely blog about them. At the very least, I promise to provide you with my most brilliant analysis and advice—without any juicy details of my severely lacking sexual activity as of late.

Even though Syracuse, New York isn’t exactly the most glamorous backdrop to romantic or romping intercourse, I’m going to try my very hardest to entertain you; shitty weather and a lack of decent sex shops are not going to bring us down. Instead, Syracuse is going to learn how to get down.

I’m going to try my best to channel the definite Carrie Bradshaw that I KNOW exists within me and then kick her whiny ass with her own royal blue Manolo Blahnik pumps.

Although she’s a sorry excuse for an independent woman, she did have one piece (of slightly hypocritical since she always needs SOMEONE to bail her out) advice:

 “As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.”

When said boyfriend decided to break my heart, I thought my life was over (please don’t pity this pathetic sex blogger), but by listening to Ms. Bradshaw and picking up this uber sexual writing gig I’m slowly “buckling up” and keeping on keeping on.

Stay tuned for future posts about sex icons, the porn debate, the “walk of shame”—or is it?—and more!

-Lady Lovegood

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