Enthusiasm Uncurbable

I've spent a good deal too much time this morning in email conversation with a man over a small depiction of a false beard, and why 'Bill' isn't acceptable, but perhaps 'Donkey' is. This doesn't seem like a profitable use of my time, but it keeps me from setting off fire alarms or tickling people.

I hate when you're reading a book or into a tv programme and you start unconsciously aping the characters and their way of speaking. Worse still, their way of thinking. Having got over my Seinfeld problems of some weeks ago, when I was unable to say anything without a cheesy grin and an obvious punchline while conspicuously tucking in my shirts. I fear that Curb Your Enthusiasm will have a less positive effect. I provide an example from the show for reference:

Larry, the protagonist, is discussing with his wife a phone call he made. He was supposed to put in a good word with a tv boss for an ex-employee, but he argued with him instead when the tv boss said that he never watched Seinfeld. His wife suggests he compose a letter of apology:

Dear Prick,
I'm sorry you're a prick. I didn't know you were such a prick when I called you, but it really turned out that you were. In any event, could you please give this young man a job.

I found myself in a discussion with my housemates about lightbulbs (wild, eh? Who wouldn't want to be a late-twentysomething?), where the consensus was that as 100-watt bulbs cost the same as 60-watt bulbs, 'who the hell would want a 60-watt bulb?' I took umbrage at this, the upshot of which was that I announced that later I would be removing a 100-watt lightbulb from the landing outside my bedroom and replacing it with an energy-saving bulb. Which I later did.

Perhaps I'd better start reading and watching things with positive role models as their central characters.

Also, the blogger spellchecker has just suggested I replace all instances of 'lightbulb' with 'lustfully'. Its reasons are its own.