#SNL40

I promised myself I would never start a blog by titling it with a hashtag, but since the world is referring to the SNL 40th Anniversary show that way, I may as well join the bandwagon this once. Every blog and news outlet has been sharing their opinions on the telecast, ranging everywhere from 'Why was there so much Kanye?' to 'Melissa McCarthy killed as Matt Foley'.

All the sentiments made are valid, of course, but I think we as a society put too much stock into what we think others think about the things we like. Like #SNL40. Yeah, there were weak parts and those have always existed in the confines of the layout of SNL. Skits will go too long, people will break, or the only laugh will be from the dude in the back who thinks its hilarious to watch the skit bomb.

Philosophical views aside, I really, really enjoyed SNL 40. Watching those brilliant comedians is always inspirational to me. I still want to be like them, you know? Lighting up the room, thousands of miles away, for millions of people.

Gives you goosebumps, doesn't it?

I was so glad to see my favorites back. My husband even knows that I've had a crush on Steve Martin since I saw the Muppet Movie the first time. He's incredible charming and quick witted, as was Dan Akroyd, Billy Crystal, Jon Lovitz, and the gang. Wayne's World always brings back fond memories of sneaking out in the middle of the night to pop in the VHS tape of the movie. Man, that was one of my favorite SNL movies.

I thought there were a few things lacking, though, personally. No Stuart Smiley giving sage advice to those who need to know that, gosh darn it, people like them. No Church Lady, which was okay given the whole Wayne's World thing. But no PAT? No Wild and Crazy Guys? What is the world coming to? It doesn't mean anything in the long run except, dang, I really liked those characters. Also, don't even get me started on Taylor Swift sucking the life out of the Californians. I literally shuttered.

So maybe while watching the show, I researched into taking improv classes again. I know, I know. I can't help but be inspired by these geniuses to try to at least feel like one. Maybe I'm good, maybe I'm terrible. All I have to do is try to find out.

Thank you, everyone who has been on Saturday Night Live. You help us experience a grand catharsis, laugh at ourselves, and laugh at the ridiculous world we live in. Without you, the world of comedy would be much smaller.