as a coping mechanism. if only because it's more forgiving of immoderate consumption.
both go great with lemon though.
putting aside that she's played by a wed-at-31 woman (who perhaps mightn't write jokes that hit so close to home otherwise), liz lemon is such a boon to the aging single. you have to be able to laugh at yourself.
liz's dad: busy week?
liz: not really. i was gonna take this class called 'cooking for one' but the teacher killed himself.
dad: well, what about a visit?
liz: really? that'd be great! with you and mom here the doormen will have to eat their words about me never having friends over!
i could be, like liz lemon, a jack donaghy mentee (or dihc). it requires:
the Drive and ambition to be worth his time
the Intelligence to understand the challenges you're going to face
the Humility to accept his help
a life that is a bottomless swamp of Chaos
Drive
Intelligence
Humility
Chaos
me in a nutshell
jack: it's a symbiotic relationship. i'm a mighty great white shark, lemon. and you are a remora, clinging to me with your suction-cup head. i give you a free ride, and in exchange you eat my parasites.
liz: can i show you a weird thing on my leg?
jack: yeah. .... that's gotta be removed.
