Airing my Philthy Laundry

My baby's momma

Over the past few months I've been enthralled with a TV show on CBS called "How I Met Your Mother." The show centers around Ted, who after hearing that his best friend is proposing to his girlfriend, realizes that time is winding down and if he's going to find love, it better happen soon. The show is narrated by a Ted from the future, telling his children the story of how he met their mother, one wacky, heart-wrenching, and romantic story after another.
I'll be the first to admit, that the typical sit-com doesn't usually entertain me, and though this show definitely has it's cheesy, characteristic moments...there's something more that really gets me. Maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me that feels the same as Ted...the same hopeless romanticism that makes me love those movies, that if you ever asked me publicly, I'd deny having ever seen them. Maybe it's that we already know that things are going to work out in the end for Ted (afterall, he's talking to his children about meeting his wife) so it's easy to get emotionally involved in something you know will be a success. Maybe it's that Neil Patrick Harris's hilarious performance recalls all the good memories I had watching Doogie Howser, M.D. in my yesteryear.
Whatever the reason is, I'm really enjoying going on this ride with Ted. He feels the things I feel, worries the way I worry, and pines the way I don't know how to stop. And like Ted, I can only have faith that my ride will end at a similar destination.

posted by philthy @ 9:01 PM