Rules of roadside memorials, and other life lessons
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- September
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If you haven’t seen last night’s episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm and don’t want to be spoiled, stop reading now. And go watch it!
The fact is, you only get so many free samples before you’re abusing your free sampling privileges. It’s an unwritten rule, just like tip-toeing at night.
Of course, it’s also an unwritten rule that the ice cream hog in front of you in line could hold your child’s—or your evacuee family’s children’s—educational future in her inconsiderate hands.
Curb Your Enthusiasm was chock full of life lessons last night. For instance, roadside memorials are not there for the picking, especially when it’s a tribute to your best friend’s mom, who was on the short end of a car-motorized wheel chair wreck.
My favorite part of any Curb episode is the part where Larry David makes me cover my eyes and peek through my fingers. It happened twice last night during “The Ida Funkhauser Roadside Memorial. First was when Larry pulled over and helped himself to a bouquet of lilies like he was at some kind of floral buffet. In real life, you get caught and face public humiliation to the point you have to move to another state for such a social transgression.
The second cringe moment came when Larry apologized to the ice cream lady/headmistress. Cheryl feared the apololgy would go awry, and who could blame her. Larry actually pulled it off, though. Of course, then he went back and tried to steal the flowers back for Funkhauser, and to avoid being caught, stuffed them in Susie’s purse, thereby dooming the education of two families’ children.
Bob Einstein as Marty Funkhauser is awesome. First of all, the name Funkhauser is just funny in itself. He doesn’t have to do anything and he’s scored laughs right off the bat with his name. But jogging away his grief? Nice. And the genius in repaying a debt with a sweaty $50 bill cant’ be overstated. That funky money is unspendable.
But if Marty’s got the olfactory sense can detect lilies and perfume at such a distance, you’d think he’d appreciate Larry’s disdain for currency soaked in foot sweat.
Oh, and it’s also an unwritten rule that if you go out for ice cream, bring enough for everybody. Just don’t bring them a dead woman’s flowers.
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