Tag Archives: Barbara Walters


Barbara Walters is now Skyping on the view.  If Baba Wawa has her usual effect, it’s only a matter of time before my mother’s judgey, judgey face is broadcasting out on the internet.

Children beware — stick to the self-pleasuring pervs of chat roulette.

Real danger is on the way…

If you were shocked by "Shit my Dad says" -- he's got nothing on my mom.

The end of the world

No, I’m not being dramatic.

Barbara Walters is no longer doing her pre-Oscar special.  This year is her last — after that, kaput.

BTW, she's 80. This isn't a joke -- just amazing.

How can this happen?  What kind of world would allow this?  I haven’t seen an actual Oscar telecast in 25 years (that Johnny Carson just seemed fresh), but the lead-up was like the best mah jong game of the year.  Every year.

Now?  I have this taste in my mouth like a pastrami sandwich with mayo.  Feh.

Rosie O’Donnell

I'm just trying to have a conversation here...

Rosie’s been on the TV, chatting about her new lady friend.  I don’t understand that particular plumbing situation, but it’s not my life, it’s not for me to say, yadda yadda yadda… you have to make yourself happy.

What I cannot abide is her attempts to explain away her disastrous stint on The View.  You do not disrespect Barbara Walters — you cry on her command.

Baba Wawa is a lady golem whose lips have been kissed by Hashem himself.