Doncha Just Love the Internet Sometimes?

I am such a nerd for this kind of shit: blogger freeze-frames Leave it to Beaver and transcribes the text of a letter that was never supposed to be seen by viewers:

"Lew Burdette just hit a home run and Milwaukee leads seven to one in the series. This is the last line of the filler material of the note. No, my mistake, that was only the next to last. This is last."

What strikes me is how contemporary the writing style seems -- the conceit it's based on makes it self-aware and aware of its own cleverness in a way I'm only guessing wasn't as popular in 1958 as it is now. It's like, McSweeneysesque or something.

Comments

[matt]

Wow, you just used "McSweeneysesque" as an adjective. Are we doing that now? Eggersarian prose....yowza.

[j]

Isn't it the third to last?

[Peter]

Oh my...

I love the crap out of that.

And now I am fighting the urge to look up Lew Burdette.