Hey Tina. Big week, huh?
We’ve got “30 Rock” tonight — a rerun, but a recent one with the incredible Michael Sheen as Wesley, your reluctant romantic interest.
Then Friday night we’re meeting up at the movie theatre for the anxiously awaited “Date Night” with Steve Carell. I have laughed hard at every trailer viewing, so I’m pretty stoked (even though I just read a mediocre review — the critics are such ruiners).
On to Saturday night, and Tina, we’ll be together again….’cause you’re hosting “Saturday Night Live.” No doubt you’ll open the show with your uncanny Sarah Palin impression, or we’ll see it very soon thereafter.
When Sunday comes, I’m thinking feature in the New York Times in addition to the magazine covers that I’ve already spied this week. And heck, the way things are going, I’ll probably see you walking down the street later that afternoon. We do both live on the Upper West Side.
But, I have to be honest, Tina — I need some space.
It’s not you; it’s me.
You’re smart and funny and accomplished and, well, everywhere. You are dangerously close to be seriously overexposed.
A little less Tina would make us all appreciate you even more.
Let’s just enjoy the weekend…and after that?
We’re on a break.