I occasionally invoke the name “Bob” when writing. Here are examples from a few of my posts:
“Why, yes Bob; you can. But not to the degree that you can with RAW.“
“That’s a lot of writing, Bob.”
“Well, Bob, that is a repeater rubber-band pistol.“
“That’s a lot of miles, Bob.“
“Bob” has only recently made increased appearances in my writing, but the practice in both my life (I talk to myself a lot) and in my casual conversations goes back to the early 90’s, when I saw an HBO Special; Richard Jeni: Platypus Man.
The whole thing is on YouTube (what isn’t these days, Bob?), and linked below. In one part of the show Jeni does a skit about football announcers (begins at the 15m 12s mark), and during the skit, he uttered two phrases that struck a chord with me, and I’ve carried with me all this time . . . .
“That’s gotta hurt, Bob.“
“Thank you, Captain Obvious.“
Note: the video was removed by YouTube. You now have to buy the show.
I use both those phrases, but variants of “That’s gotta hurt, Bob” are also used by Melisa as well:
“That’s a lot of food, Bob.” (Melisa commenting on my food order at a restaurant)
“That’s some crazy driving, Bob.” (Melisa commenting on my driving)
“That’s gonna suck, Bob” (me commenting on stuff politicians are doing)
I was not aware, as I am not aware of many such things, this was actually both a meme and a television trope. This puts me into an uncomfortable position of “going with the crowd”, but I got to tell you Bob, I like this phrase too much to worry about it.
By the way . . . that show is well worth watching, but be aware it contains swearing, and stuff which people with no sense of humor and an over-developed sense of hypocritical righteousness might find objectionable.
Then again, those people have long since stopped reading my blog.
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