Category: Happy Days
Open Post: Hosted By Liza Minnelli Singing And Smoking While On Her Way To The Oscars
The 2022 Oscars aired just over a month ago (bitch, it feels like 134 years), and, while so-and-so and the other guy may have dominated the headlines, we mustn’t forget the return of Liza Minnelli, who presented the award for Best Picture with Lady Gaga. A week ago Liza’s longtime collaborator, Michael Feinstein, said the legendary entertainer was disappointed by the appearance. She’d planned to present in a director’s chair, but a stage manager insisted that she use a wheelchair. This last-minute decision left Liza “shaken”, and she didn’t like how she came across onstage.
Two days ago Michael uploaded a video of Liza on the way to the Academy Awards, and she seems a helluva lot more lively than she did on TV. The clip shows 76-year-old Liza sitting in a car (sans seatbelt), smoking a ciggie (sans ashtray), and belting out the old song, “(It’s Gonna Be A) Great Day!” It’s serving, “the Uber from the pre-drink to the bar.” Except without the water bottle filled with vodka.
Scott Baio Thinks Ron Howard’s “Happy Days” Reunion Is “Shameful” But John Stamos Is Happy To Take His Place
Ron Howard is being accused of ruining MAGA’s favorite TV show, Happy Days, by getting on a Zoom call with a few old cast members to raise funds for the Democratic Party of Wisconsin. Never mind that Happy Days was a spectacularly dumb show that literally jumped the shark mid-run and is perhaps most well known for its theme song which repeatedly suggests that Sunday is the first day of the week which never sat right with me (even though I now understand it to be technically correct). But the worst thing about Happy Days (besides making me think Milwaukee was actually the 1950s therefore Grease must also take place in Milwaukee since Lavern & Shirley did, which somehow also meant that I Love Lucy took place there too), was fucking Chachi. Even before Scott Baio accepted Donald Trump as his lord and savior, Chachi was the worst.
Oh! Hey Chachi. Apologies, I didn’t see you.