I hate Everybody Loves Raymond, and I thought his obnoxious grandpa on the show was just too much of a fucking grouch. I never really get into the whole 'dysfunctional families are so uber funny' scene. Raymond's family was basically the demented cookie-cutter of American sitcom dysfunction. I hated how the grandfather just blurts things out because of the most insignificant of actions. For example, let's say Raymond changes the channel while they are watching 'sports' on Thanksgiving, which seems to be held in EVERY EPISODE! The grandfather will shout "Hey, you don't like sports? What are you some kind of pansie????"
Or if Raymond's son chooses to eat a cupcake over a donut. "Oh my god, don't take cupcake! Cupcakes are for PANSIES! What are you some kind of PANSIE!?!"
I was so unsurprised when I heard that he had died. He had looked dead for ages. I mean, look at the above picture. He looked SO unwell at the Emmy's and so heavily medicated. He bumbled around the red carpet, and was actually muttering jibberish to himself as two women escorted him. I can remember Guliani Dipandi striking up an interview with him, asking about how he felt about life after Raymond and he was like "ohhhh. was. Good?" and Guliani was like "Ohhkay... well, enjoy yourself tonight then..." and then the women shuffled him off.
Good memories.
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