Tag Archives: NBC

On target

I have thoroughly enjoyed our guessing game.

Have you?

white and red dotsFor those of you just joining us, I posted this picture in yesterday’s Egg and asked for guesses as to the building’s identity.

The entries have shown range and creativity — everything from a pig to a museum, a ship to a stomach ulcer.

So close, and yet so far.

Actually, the photo depicts one of the shooting arenas at the Royal Artillery Barracks at Woolwich in the Royal Borough of Greenwich in London.

Now, before you say, “No fair!  I would have never seen that,” the shooting events at the 2012 Summer Olympics and Paralympics were held here.  So you might have spied it on NBC’s Olympics coverage.

And if you did, you would no doubt remember.  I mean, how cool is that?

The little things

Life can get kinda stress-y.

Which is why, when you get a gift — like this scene from last week’s Parks and Recreation — you should watch it again and again.

I love you, Ben and Leslie.

And now back to my regularly scheduled stress…from that bitch Sandy.

Oops, there it is

Meteorologists — they rarely get it right, and they’re never held accountable.  From time to time, we’ve probably all felt that way.

Well, there’s one weather team that is putting their forecasts through a daily ‘accuracy check.’

Alabama’s 13, the NBC station in Birmingham, has the motto ‘where accuracy matters.’ And it’s a challenge their meteorologists are taking seriously.

At the end of each forecast, they display the day’s actual high and low temperatures head-to-head with the predicted temperatures.  Correct predictions get a big green fact check; misses rate a negative red.

It’s not like they can do much about it at that point, but I appreciate their willingness to showcase the egg on their face.

Bless their hearts.

Solutionism

I know how to fix the London Olympics.

Didn’t know they were broken?  You must not be on Twitter.

NBC Sports’ determination to tape delay the major Olympic events until primetime — namely swimming, gymnastics and that little ol’ opening ceremony — is simply not working in the era of social media.

Other outlets are live tweeting the results, and NBC’s own reporters and anchors are blabbing the outcomes before they are broadcast back home.  Not to mention tweeters in attendance at the games.

Which kinda sucks if you like to watch a sporting event with some teeny tiny amount of suspense about the outcome.

Which I do.

But I have a solution.  It’s actually a solution that NBC Sports is using right now for tennis – give the major Olympic sports their own channel.

All the Olympic tennis matches are being shown LIVE on Bravo.  Why not give swimming its own channel?  And gymnastics one as well?  That way all the competitions are broadcast LIVE when they happen — not snippets on the Internet, but the entire coverage — and NBC can still replay them in primetime for the folks who didn’t see them.

Which is all you, NBC, are basically doing right now.

Looney tunes

We all know that B-list celebrities do reality shows to boast their sagging careers.  But to reveal their mental instabilities?

That’s just a viewer bonus.

I decided to watch this season of Celebrity Apprentice because Adam Corolla was in the cast.  I had seen him on Dancing with the Stars , and he was one of my favorites — self-effacing, witty, and yet really trying to win.

I like that.

Tragically, Adam was fired quite early on Apprentice. But Lisa Lampanelli, a comedienne I’ve never heard of until now, has provided more than ample entertainment.

It’s not that she’s that funny.  She’s mean.  Really mean.  And she has a tremendous ego.  (She is the smartest and most important person in the room and in every challenge, don’t you know.)

In the boardroom, where Donald Trump fires folks each week, she hurls verbal and mental abuse and F-bombs…and cries as a last resort.

She’s a fricking looney.

I don’t know if Lisa will win Celebrity Apprentice, but I doubt she is winning over any new fans in this endeavor.

Except perhaps a long line of psychiatrists, just chomping at the bit for her business.

An eye for talent

I cast a major network sitcom.

No — not cast in.  I helped cast one of the guest stars in last night’s episode of Up All Night.

Let me explain.

Earlier this year, Christina Applegate took to Twitter and asked her followers to suggest comedic actors for a project.  Knowing most people would go with the obvious choices, I put forth a recent find:

Steven Pasquale

I happened upon the actor a month or two before in the USA mini-series Marry Me, co-starring Lucy Liu.  The movie wasn’t anything to write home about, but Pasquale was.

He took your typical made-for-TV romantic lead and turned it into something uniquely appealing.  His timing was unique.  I stuck with the mini-series — we’re talking four hours, people — because he made the expected and predictable extremely entertaining.

Christina later tweeted a thank you for our suggestions, saying she had received a couple of names that she didn’t recognize and planned to research.

And look who pops up on Up All Night??

It’s pretty gratifying, I admit.  (Would be even more so with a finder’s fee.)

Sweeeeeet

HAPPY LEAP DAY!

Thanks to last week’s episode of 30 Rock, February 29th has a whole new meaning to me.

It’s no longer just an extra day on the calendar every four years…or that day when, according to Irish folklore, women supposedly have ‘permission’ to ask men to marry them.

Lame.

No, Leap Day is right up there with Halloween, Easter and Valentine’s Day now, because it’s a holiday….

…all about CANDY!

Thank you, Leap Day Williams.

Anchor frog

If you watched Saturday Night Live this past weekend, three things should be abundantly clear.

  1. Jason Segel rocked it as guest host.
  2. Seducing women through chess is harder than it sounds.
  3. Seth Meyers has finally found his “Weekend Update” co-anchor.

After Amy Poehler left SNL two seasons ago, it appeared that Meyers was destined to sit alone at the anchor desk.  But after Saturday’s inspired edition of “Really?!??! with Kermit and Seth” — starring Kermit the Frog of the Muppets — it appears that Seth has finally found his soul mate.

Have a look-see.

Is Kermit too green to realize?  Will Miss Piggy make life miserable if and when he does? And, most importantly — is Seth too fragile to withstand the body blows to come?

I’d love to see that anchor pairing on SNL.

How ’bout you?

When I’m wrong

Back in March of last year, I spanked Ron Howard’s new family drama Parenthood.

It had suffered the double misfortune of being forced to miscast its lead actress (Maura Tierney, who had become seriously ill) and enter the television year at mid-season, following the hugely popular breakout comedy Modern Family.

Thanks for playing, guys, but the family show and hit of the year had already been crowned.

I was also disappointed in what I found to be stereotypical characters and storylines.  But I had already set the DVR — the cast, including Lauren Graham, Peter Krause and T. Craig Nelson, was really good, after all — so I hung around to see what developed.

Two years later, I’m still here. 

And last night, when Alex broke up with Haddie — and told Kristina that she was the mother he had never had and that he loved their family — it was gut-wrenching.  I literally blubbered.  As I struggled to see the TV screen through my tears, the memory of that blog entry floated in my memory’s eye.

Mea culpa.

In writing

For those of you who watched the season premiere of Saturday Night Live this past weekend, the big question wasn’t:

What will Alec Baldwin do next?

No, the big question surfaced on Twitter moments after the show went off the air.  (Yes, I stayed up that late; I really did.)

Alec Baldwin had said his thank you’s.  The audience was cheering.  The group hugs were just about to commence.  And then Alec held up a sign made out of cue card board that read:

Oh, how Twitter caught fire! Who is this mystery women? Who could she be?

Who is Carla?

Before anyone else says a thing, I claim the cue card. I’ve got your Carla right here.

Yep, it’s me.

You see, I met Alec Baldwin a couple of years ago on the set of 30 Rock.  We spent two days together at a country club outside Tarreytown, New York.  Sure, I was just an extra, but he noticed me…especially when I was pulled forward with two other women to do a scene with Tracey Morgan.

For the next 13 takes, Tracey ad-libbed silly compliments about the three of us. Our job? Laugh at whatever he said. And Alec kept stepping forward to offer ideas for Tracy’s lines.

The important part of this story?  Alec Baldwin spoke to me at one point.  Oh yes, he did.

And here’s the proof in writing — he’s never forgotten either.