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A great night at the Emmys. And rude service-people do so much damage

Love the Emmy Awards. Always one of my favorite TV nights of the year. And yet I’m always disappointed and angry when my favorite shows don’t win.
Except Sunday night, they almost all did. Stunning to see quality rewarded. Thrilled that “Modern Family” and “Mad Men” both took home the big prize.

A few rambling thoughts from my brain from last night’s show, which I found very entertaining:

**Very nice job by Jimmy Fallon. Surprised at how good he was. The opening sketch was great, and I loved Fallon’s musical tribute to the three shows that went off the air. Brilliant.

**LL Cool J. As my wife said, “Dude, you’re like in your 50s. Time to take off the Kangol hat.”

**Jane Lynch had to win for her role in “Glee.” I only wish she wore the track suit and did a “Sue’s Corner” while she was up there.

**Great speech by Eric Stonestreet, Cameron from “Modern Family.” I loved that he said he’s giving the Emmy to his parents so they can see it every day “and realize what they made possible for me.” Very touching.

**January Jones is beautiful, but that was a pretty awful dress, I think.
**And Lauren Graham, sweetheart, I love you, but what the hell were you wearing? Not good.

**So glad Al Pacino won for the Jack Kevorkian movie “You Don’t Know Jack.” Although that was a rambling, weird speech, Al.

**I’m a huge fan of the death montage every year, and I loved this year’s, with Jewel singing along with it. But Dennis Wolper is the last person we see? He’s the most important death of the last year? And yeah, I moaned a little seeing Boner Stubone and Corey Haim in the montage. So sad.

**I like George Clooney more and more these days, because he can laugh at himself. That’s rare with famous people.

**Guess I should see that “Temple Grandin” HBO movie. I think it won like 412 awards.

**Finally, a long overdue win for Jim Parsons, Sheldon on “The Big Bang Theory.” Such a great show, and such a great part. Really, it was a terrific night for people who like good TV.

**So I found myself in a department store in the mall the other day, and I had a pretty crappy experience with a saleslady.
This woman was rude, dismissive of the story I told (that a product I was told was in stock by another employee a short time earlier on the phone, now wasn’t in stock, it appeared), and just extremely off-putting.

And I wonder if she realizes how uncomfortable she made the situation for me. And how I simply won’t shop there again, because of her attitude. And that for all she knows I could be a big spender.  Just like I would patronize a store that gave me great customer service, just because they were nice, customers like me avoid stores because of one bad attitude from one employee.

I know retail work isn’t easy; I’m not saying every person should be as enthusiastic and helpful as Richard Simmons on a case of Jolt cola (do they still make that?).

But the damage one person can do to a store’s reputation is unbelievable.

Where’s the safest place to hide from Mother Nature? An amazing baseball play. And sad Corey Haim details.

So these are the kinds of things I think about.

With the news of the massive California earthquake this week, I started thinking again about a question I’ve often pondered over the years.

Let’s say you can live anywhere you want in America, but you want to pick a part of the country that’s completely safe from natural disasters and extreme weather. Where would you go?

Clearly California is out, because earthquakes are almost as frequent as boob jobs out there. You can’t go to Texas or anywhere along the coast in the south, like Florida, Alabama or Mississippi, because hurricanes could kill you.

The Midwest is no good, because you’ve got tornados, and flooding that happens once in a while. Up in the northeast you’re going to deal with Nor’easters and extreme cold and a whole bunch of snow.

So where’s the safest place to live? The Southwest, maybe, but the heat is insane in Nevada, et al. I guess I’d say the Northeast, because at least they can pretty well predict when a big storm is coming, and you can leave or just stay indoors while it’s snowy and windy.

It amazes me, by the way, that in 2010, when science and technology and all that has come so far, that we still don’t have any clue when an earthquake is going to hit. No warning, nothing. Hard to believe.

**So I’ve said that I’m no longer a big baseball fan; Opening Day didn’t really mean much to me this year. But have you seen this incredible defensive play by White Sox pitcher Mark Buehrle from Monday? Truly worth you time.

** I like women’s sports generally, and I tried to really get into Tuesday night’s UConn-Stanford women’s basketball championship game. There were great storylines everywhere; UConn going for 78 wins in a row, Stanford the last team to beat them, a close game between them earlier in the season.

But man, this was an u-g-l-y game. Really ugly. It was 20-12 at halftime, and there were more missed shots at the game than there’d be at a CYO youth matchup on a Saturday morning. Play picked up in the second half, and UConn won, 53-47.

Clearly, both teams had good defenses, but it was really not a good argument for the quality of women’s hoops. Which is too bad, because this Huskies team is truly exceptional.

But it was a really terrible game to sit through, especially after Monday night’s classic.

***Finally, more Corey Haim death news seems to trickle out each week. Tuesday a story broke from the California attorney general’s office that  he accumulated an astronomical total of 553 prescription pills in the weeks before he died.

He “doctor shopped” and used aliases and did all the things a drug user does to avoid getting caught.

Just like I said at the time, was there no one in his life who could’ve stopped this? No one who could’ve been a true friend and found out what was going on?

Maybe nothing could’ve been done. Addicts can’t be helped until they want to be helped, I suppose. Still, every single sign in the world was there that Haim was out of control and in need of help. And still, he died.

R.I.P, one of the two Coreys. And the Magic-Bird rivalry gets a great documentary

Ah, Corey Haim. What can I say about the dear departed star of “The Lost Boys,” the kid who made me think it was possible for ME to be a football player with his heroics at the end of “Lucas?”

What can I say about the man who had a “License to Drive,” and whose poster hung in the

bedroom of millions of teenage girls?

Well, I can say a lot of things. First of all, it wasn’t a shock to me when I heard he died this morning, but it is a tragedy when someone dies at age 38. That’s ridiculous, that a kid who had so much going for him at such a young age, could see his life snuffed out before he hits 40.

Second, Corey Haim came around at exactly the perfect time. He became a teen idol with his alter-ego Corey, Corey Feldman (who I always thought was obnoxious), and he cashed in on his looks and limited acting ability in the 1980s in a very short amound of time.

He made a few movies, dated a few babes (I was always jealous that he got to make out with super-gorgeous Nicole Eggert in the awful movies “The Double-O Kid” and “Blown Away”), and then descended into a world of drugs and pills.

Third, the unintentionally hilarious reality show “The Two Coreys,” was like a train wreck, but it showed just how much pain Corey Haim was in. He seemed to have no real friends, no idea, even in his mid-30s, that the glory days of Hollywood were over for him, and no direction in his life. You watched and you just felt there here was a guy who desperately needed something to cling to, yet he just kept drifting.

I never thought I’d utter this sentence, but Corey Feldman was dead right when he said something today. He was told that all kinds of Hollywood actors, like Alyssa Milano and Ashton Kutcher, were expressing their utmost sympathy over Haim’s passing.

Feldman’s reply: “”Where were all these people the last 10 years? Where were all these people to lend a handout, to reach out ot him and say, you’re a legend, you’re an amazingly talented wonderful person who’s never really gone out of his way to hurt anyone, other than himself?”

“In this entertainment industry, in Hollywood, we build people up as children, we put them on pedestals, and then, when we decide they’re not marketable anymore, we walk away from them.”

He’s exactly right.

R.I.P. Corey Haim.  Your star burned out so fast, and you never seemed able to find the light again.

**OK, on a much happier note: I watched the new HBO documentary this week on the incredible rivalry and friendship between Magic Johnson and Larry Bird, and it was fantastic.

Those two got me hooked on basketball more than anyone else. I loved Magic and the Showtime Lakers. I wanted to BE Byron Scott and James Worthy, filling the lane on a fast-break and knowing Magic was going to put the ball in the exact right spot.

The movie is 90 minutes and it was so good, I wished it was longer.  I learned a lot I didn’t know, like that Bird was obsessed with checking the boxscores in the newspaper each morning to see what Magic did, and that the two never really got along until a 1985 Converse TV commercial forced them to spend time together.

Anyway, I’m guessing the doc somehow coincides with the new book Magic and Bird wrote with the great sportswriter Jackie MacMullan.

But I would definitely go out of your way to see the HBO movie; it’s re-running all month, and it tells the great story about how one tall, doofy-looking white guy, and one smooth as butter African-American, saved the entire NBA.