Kvelling at the Emmys

I don't know if I've ever watched the Emmys before, but I did last night.  Let me explain.  Sam Dubbin and I go back a ways.  To show you how far back, I'll admit that I was an usher at his wedding.  In fact, I think I wrote letters of recommendation for him to get into grad school.  Anyway, Sam called yesterday afternoon to remind me that one of the happy products of his marriage, son Robert, was nominated for an Emmy.  Robert -- who seems to have changed his first name to "Rob" -- is one of the staff writers on the Colbert Report.  (My daughter Helena even found his listing on the IMDB database.)  I would have loved to have seen Robert, resplendent in newly purchased evening clothes, with the show's writing team on national TV , but it was not to be.  In the way of all big brothers who do not like to share with their younger siblings, Jon Stewart's Daily Show won the Emmy for variety, musical or comedy series and then hogged the Emmy for writing in same.  But still, can you imagine?  An Emmy nomination for Robert who is in his mid-20's?  Robert's parents and grandparents must have been kvelling when his name was read on the air (and pronounced correctly).  I know I was.

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[Karen Mauskop]

Rob's aunts, uncles and cousins are kvelling too! And remember that I am a witness to how long you know Rob's dad.
Congratulations Keith on publishing your novel...Alex just ordered it online.
Hello to your family.
xox Karen

[Keith]

Thanks for dropping by, Karen. And for buying Dot Dead. Teri and are still enjoying Julie's pears!