When I grow up, I want to be Betty White.
She totally rocked on Saturday Night Live this past weekend. Usually I can barely stay awake to watch the opening skit or two on SNL-- it starts at 11:30pm, but I propped myself up in bed and was wide-eyed and laughing out loud throughout the entire show.
No, it wasn't because they got an 88 1/2 year old white-haired granny to use the F-word (which, of course, was bleeped out). And no it wasn't because she was racier than I ever expected. Betty White rocked because you could see in her eyes just how pumped up she was to be doing a comedy show, in front of a live audience, and getting a fabulous response!
Not only did she do an actual monologue that was pretty darn funny, and significantly more than many other hosts perform, Betty White was in every single skit performed on the show! She was running and moving and performing and changing wigs and making people laugh non-stop for a full hour. I was exhausted just watching her.
If you missed it, here are the monologue and my fave two skits--
The Muffin Lady....
And with Tina Fey as a US Census Taker....
About 28 years ago, my then 16 year old brother, came to visit me in New York. We got up at 4:30 in the morning and drove 45 minutes into New Your City-- To stand in line outside the NBC studios where SNL is taped-- And waited three hours for a chance to get "stand-by" tickets to see the show live that night at 11:30pm.
We scored two ticket and prayed that, after spending the entire day and evening in Manhattan, we'd actually get INSIDE the studio to see the show.
This was back in the day when Eddie Murphy was a SNL cast member-- Yep, it was that long ago. Johnny Cash was the host and a weird looking guy named Elton John was the musical guest.
My brother and I were the last two audience members allowed into the studio for taping! And let me tell you, despite being exhausted from the long day, it was one of the top ten most memorable events of my life. My kid brother had a B.L.A.S.T. and that made it all worth it.
In hindsight, I would have gotten up again at dawn to stand in line outside NBC in hopes of scoring tickets to see Betty White in all her glory. She had perfect comedic timing, a spring in her step and a twinkle in her eye that lite up her face.
At 88 years young, she is a blueprint of the kind of person I'd like to be at 88-- Still up for a challenge, unafraid to stand toe-to-toe with women more than half my age, able to poke fun at myself, and able to tell a good, albeit slightly dirty, joke.
Rock on Betty White!
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