Friendship Benefits

I don't sit like this. I wish I did. I cross 'em.

Dot Com and Grizz. You know them. They're your family. They offer a voice of reason, sthey provide a solid consistent back drop to the delightful Tracy Jorgan (wordplay!), and you get disappointed for them and sometimes in them. Now I'm not here to provide quotes and say how much I love them because I save that for real life. No, this is just a friendly reminder to appreciate them, which you already do. Redundancy and blog-hood are like this (guess which fingers I used!). What this review aims to point its rounded edge shovel at and dig is the inter co-minglings between Grizz and Dot Com and how their friendship is what defines the 2 characters. Surface level defines them as Tracy Jordan lackeys, the entourage with hilarious specifics to their job. and they do that ably, grounding Tracy Jordan in only a way Tracy Jordan can understand. They know Tracy Jordan, and know what is best for him (ie getting him small dogs for his dog fighting experiment), but the way they ground themselves in order to deal with Tracy Jordan is by confiding in each other. They make origami for one another, go ice skating after advice from their couples therapist, and even fall in love for the same woman. They go deep together, which really grounds them. So when they do say their lines, they are met with an heir of class and dignity. Grizz being the class, Dot com providing the dignity. Short punctual jokes in which they can really say anything thus giving 30 Rock another shining example of what good comedy does- lets you in on the laugh, but not the punchline. And with Grizz and Dot Com, that punchline could come anytime- and not knowing when to laugh but knowing to laugh is the strongest thing a show can make you do. Unpredictability and refreshment, you can find that within most characters in 30 Rock, but Grizz and Dot Com's seldom use provide examples of characters to behold and to entrust in. We believe in you because we love you. Doth a sun rise, dire a sun set. Moon Beam Snow, I do not know, for thy question is bleak, and thoust picnic in a miserly sort. For now- thy blood drain through the dampest swallows. Amen.