Duckie FTW

Okay, as the Charlie Sheen cataclysm roils and spews (latest: he basically killed his dog and bombed like atomic napalm in Detroit), I’d like to redirect attention for the moment to – the normal guy.

John Cryer. Gawd bless him. Calmly went about his business as basically the third banana behind Sheen and the half man on Two and a Half Men. But nobody appreciates the straight man, right? Then after the ‘splosion, he stayed firmly on the high road. And when the Sheen slime got splashed on him, he defended himself with grace and humor (his troll bit on Conan was funny without being on the offensive, good for him), and then calmly went about his business.

So, what has he been doing with his time off? Challenging himself by taking a roll in the crazy talented cast of the concert version of Company with the New York Philharmonic, that's what. He’s singing with Patti Lupone. That’s one ballsy boy. Kind of makes the Violent Torpedo of Truth look a little tame. And lame.

So, Jon Cryer, I salute you. You were once again upstage by an alcoholic, and stayed a normal guy. I hope you rock the hell out of the stage at the NY Phil. And finally that Hollywood will find something appropriate that will appreciate your talent. Your Try Some Tenderness still gets me. And I still think Andi was a fool. You deserve to finish last, my friend.