Rave - Sept. 7th

Maude

As I type this, I’m laughing. A little bit at Bea Arthur (RIP Bea!) and a little bit at myself. Last Christmas, my sister bought the first season of Maude for me. Admittedly, I was excited. I figured if Golden Girls showcased Bea in an ensemble, Maude would be a whole different trip to the mall.

I COULDN’T HAVE BEEN MORE CORRECT.

This show is amazing. Even the dated jokes (Nixon, birth control, white guilt, etc.) are still funny. Did you know Florida from Good Times was the maid? Mmhmm. And Blanche from Golden Girls makes an appearance? YEAH.

Something in this show speaks to me. Maybe because I (not so secretly) want to be Bea Arthur. That’s right. I want to be a giant Jewish woman with a booming voice in a poly-blend pantsuit. She’s my doppelganger.

Bea Arthur is probably so proud. Up there in Heaven on her throne of pastel couch cushions.

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Dictionary Time!!

whole different trip to the mall: an intensifier which denotes this situation will be all together different from your expectations.