Probably won’t be an actual series or anything, but the title’s pretty darn catchy, isn’t it? Thankyouverymuch.
I started this post months ago. You know, back when I was still blogging with regularity.
Anyway, I’d sort of forgotten about it until last week when Lilly and I were watching her very favorite show (at the moment). She’s moved out of her Little Einsteins phase and is now solidly a Handy Manny kinda girl. When she saw him in Disney she nearly cried with delight!
We had to wait in line to see him 3 times.
And she hugged him so long and hard we eventually had to pry her out of his arms!
Overall, I’m fine with it. The show is cute enough and not overly annoying, though I do find playboy Wilmer Valderrama an odd choice for preschool programming…but I digress. So Manny, thumbs up. I’m cool with you. But what is going on in your town man? I have never watched an episode without a thousand questions running through my head. So like any stay-at-home mom with way too much time on her hands curious woman would do, I googled for some answers.
Which I didn’t really get, unfortunately.
But I did find a whole slew of other socially repressed curious moms like myself, wondering the very same things. So at least now I know I’m not alone in my craziness. See?
– Are the people of Sheetrock Hills illiterate? Why does Manny’s store just have a big picture of his head instead of a name?
– Is Kelly a closet socialist? When she closes her store to help Manny with a project, he protests and tells her she should go back to the store. Her response: “Community comes first Manny.” Hmmmm…
-Is Sheetrock Hills is a barter society? They certainly don’t ever exchange money. Manny never pays Kelly for anything from her store, and I’m not sure I’ve ever heard money so much as mentioned. Kelly stands there next to a cash register that never gets opened, leading me to believe it’s all a farce. So if money isn’t exchanged, how do you think Manny pays her for the goods? Sure, he could have a house account. Or is he paying her in other ways? They’re awfully flirty.
– How do the tools have eyebrows? They are just suspended in the middle of nowhere up there. Are they fake? What holds them in place? If they are real, do they grow? Out of what? Why do they even need eyebrows?
– And speaking of the tools, they always seem excited to eat. How does that work exactly? They have no hands to hold the food. And where is their digestive tract? That food has to be going somewhere.
– Why does Manny never remove his hat? What’s he hiding under there? Ditto the gloves.
-What’s the backstory on Mr. Lopart? He’s always snubbing Manny but somehow I think he’s not a bad guy, just misunderstood. Do you think he insists on doing it all himself because he’s jealous of Manny and trying to keep up appearances, or because his intellectual growth was stunted and he’s the emotional equivilent of my 2-year-old, insisting to do it “my OWN self!”
-And is there any actual doubt that Mr. Lopart is gay? Or are we to believe he’s asexual? And either way, isn’t he a bit stereotypical? A middle-aged single man, living with his mom, unnaturally attached to his cat, with a funny voice and forever seen in a cardigan sweater. Couldn’t we be a bit more original here?
-The gay thing makes me wonder if there is an unspoken push to be PC in this show. I mean, we’ve got the hispanic majority (check!), the gay man (check!), the woman-in-a-man’s-profession (check!), the Asian family (check!), the Indian family (check!), and various kids in wheelchairs (check!) always in the backround. I think this town might be a gated community to keep out the plain old white bread.
-Which then leads me to wonder, where is this place? The US? Mexico? Puerto Rico? or…?
-Are the kids in Sheetrock Hills total jerks who destroy their parents marriages? Why does everyone seem to be from a single parent household? There’s no Mr. Lopart, no Senora Sanchez, no Mr. Portillo. Something is amiss. (PS-Don’t freak out about the kids crack-it’s an SNL joke)
-Why does no one, ever, no matter where they go, ever seem taken aback by talking tools? They don’t even mention it! How is that not just a little bit odd? I’d freak right the heck out if a flashlight ever hopped up and talked to me.
Yeah, I know I’m weird for thinking this much about it, but when you see something for an hour a day, every day, for months on end, I just can’t help but go there. If you ever figure any of this out (or know a writer with answers over in Handy Manny land), I’d love to hear from you. I need to get these things out of my mind so I can go back to pondering more important matters. Like why the Little Einsteins parents aren’t being investigated for child neglect.