With today’s post, we welcome back someone who needs no introduction – the delightful Amb from Toronto, Ontario, Canada – to The Blog of Funny Names. Sadly, her login to the BoFN has expired . . .
Hi all! Thanks so much for having me. I’ve been away from blogging for a few years, so it’s an honour to be asked back and contribute a #ravefordave. And that’s not just my Canadian
spelling manners speaking!
If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a moment and get reacquainted. There are a couple of things you should know before we get this party started.
The first thing is that, while all of the people here love Dave, there’s only one person here who loves him in a swoon-inducing, breath-stealing, high school crush-reliving sort of way.
I promised him I would keep this PG-13, but suffice to say that I once convinced Dave to drive over an hour out of his way just to buy me dinner, he once hid a trail of messages for me across the internet, and we have nauseatingly adorable nicknames for each other. I have been batting my eyelashes across the blogsphere at this boy for ages, and I’d still like to be his girlfriend when I grow up.
The second thing is that I talk fast, drink coffee faster, and am, more often than not, charmingly ridiculous at life. In other words, Lorelai Gilmore is my spirit animal.
So when I tell you that I love Dave more than I love the Gilmore Girls revival on Netflix – you know – that’s a lot. Let’s compare the two, shall we?
Coming back to Star’s Hollow with Lorelai felt like coming home. Dave makes people feel like that when they reconnect with him, too. Other folks have already spoken eloquently about the genuine warmth and affection he exudes, even if he’s been out of touch for a while.
I will, as usual, put this into TV-speak and say that talking to Dave makes my heart feel as light and twinkly as the gazebo in the Star’s Hollow town square. It doesn’t matter if we go a few days or a few weeks between visits – the sparkle is always there.
(This is also the part of my post where I polish up my funny-named Canadian indie musician bona fides, and dedicate “Feels Like Home” by Chantal Kreviazuk to Dave).
Even when she’s keeping up with the trends, Lorelai sticks with what works. The woman knew how to rock a toque … and she brought it back to Netflix in 2016. Dave, too, enjoys wearing classic pieces that withstand the fickle winds of fashion. (*cough* red hoodie *cough*) And looks mighty fine doing it too, if I may say so myself.
Lorelai’s challenges only made her stronger. Ok, look. This is a safe space. We can all admit that the scene where Lorelai finally broke down and shared a favourite memory of her late father Richard Gilmore turned us into blubbering, snot-nosed disasters. The point isn’t how Netflix could so mercilessly wring tears from us after we had barely gotten over Rory and Logan’s farewell. The point is how Lorelai used the pain of her loss to build a stronger, deeper, and more meaningful relationship with her remaining parent, her mother Emily.
Y’all can see where this is going, right? My beloved Dave is already thinking ahead to how this experience is going to help him build stronger, deeper, and more meaningful relationships with his patients.
Seriously, who does that?! This guy, that’s who. I swoon.
He’s going to become a wiser, more compassionate doctor, who will have a remarkable impact on every life he touches.
Well. Now that *I’ve* become a blubbering, snot-nosed disaster, I’m going to sign off. Please consider contributing to Dave’s GoFundMe campaign, if you haven’t already. (And maybe watch “Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life” on Netflix. I mean, if you want).
Love you, kitten. You’ve got this. xoxo