{"id":200,"date":"2015-02-18T03:46:59","date_gmt":"2015-02-18T03:46:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oldkaren.com\/?p=200"},"modified":"2015-02-18T03:46:59","modified_gmt":"2015-02-18T03:46:59","slug":"snl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/?p=200","title":{"rendered":"SNL"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Saturday Night Live just celebrated its fortieth year of laughter and silliness. I was in college when it started, not an era when I had much time for television, still, I remember one weekend my roommate brought a friend&#8217;s TV to our dorm room. We turned it on that Saturday night and I saw the silliest show ever, though I&#8217;ve never been able to recall its name. What I <em>do <\/em>remember is that every few minutes, a lady in a dark trench coat appeared, singing a song about what were considered psychiatric disorders at the time.<\/p>\n<p><em>I&#8217;m in love with a transvestite, although I knew it couldn&#8217;t last\u2026.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I&#8217;m in love with a sadomasochist\u2026.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>There were others, too many to remember.<\/p>\n<p>Weird, I know. But funny. So I watched the SNL celebration hoping for any mention.<\/p>\n<p>Not a word.<\/p>\n<p>I googled, <em>I&#8217;m in love with a transvestite<\/em>, hoping to discover if the show was the source of my memory.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing.<\/p>\n<p>Only now George is convinced that the computer gods (or whomever monitors our use of technology) believe I&#8217;m not only in love with a transvestite, but have been sharing clothes with him for thirty years.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Saturday Night Live just celebrated its fortieth year of laughter and silliness. I was in college when it started, not an era when I had much time for television, still, I remember one weekend my roommate brought a friend&#8217;s TV to our dorm room. We turned it on that Saturday night and I saw the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-200","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/200","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=200"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/200\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":201,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/200\/revisions\/201"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=200"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=200"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=200"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}