Never a show fan, its reprise seems apt. Everyone in government is infected with the disease. Including the White House. IRS chief, Lois Lerner, pleaded the 5th on our local law school commencement speech the day before. Whatta mess.
Weiner’s name a deal-breaker. If that’s your moniker, pick a different deviant behavior than package tweets. Can’t even say he played stick ball. Jodi jury deadlocked. How are they going to seat a new one that hasn’t seen her on every television outlet? And, how do you say ‘fried chicken’ in Spanish, Sergio?
Good arrested development. Cancer patients’ survivor longevity and improvements in post-treatment care. Congrats to E. Gould on 5 years as patient editor of MSKCC’s award-winning Bridges newsletter.
Don Draper’s spiral is further fueled by a Dr. Feelgood booster. Called Vitamin B12 shots back in the day. These inoculations were common in financial district offices, too. Crash and burn. Literally and figuratively.
As more of Dick Whitman’s childhood horrors are told, Don’s complexities gain clarity. A beauty mark elicits pathetic vulnerability as his life unravels. Megan’s acting opportunities keep her from giving the attention he craves, as they both neglect his children. Betty is thinner and blonde again. She and her politician husband seem like the Rock of Gibraltar by comparison.
Don’s past is fast colliding with his career as well. “Every time we get a car, the place turns into a whorehouse”. He is shaken by the actions of the two women he loves at work. Joan’s Jaguar prostitution. And now he sees Peggy with Ted.
Will he recover? Need for Speed, Matt Creamer’s AdAge review says so. As for Creamer’s possible names for the merged agency? I pick Joan’s Boobs.
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May in New York. Sunny and seventies? No. Friday was beautiful, though. Supper al fresco on Park Avenue South.
Then over to the Lunt Fontanne for Motown. Berry Gordy’s homage to himself. For good reason. He merged music and ethnic cultures. Changed society. Jesse Nager & Co. entertained with lightning talent and costume changes. All the hits. Dancin’ in the aisles. A really fun show.
Maysville on 5th & 26th. Bourbon bar? Yes. The food is the real reason to go. After the Derby or the Preakness, this is a Saturday culinary winner. And Dr.Husband did love the whiskey. Atlantic Grill was a Sunday cluster-brunch. But, Betsey’s Tipsy Donuts were born. Powdered sugar. Familial giggles.
It’s not WaterGate. In retrospect that wasn’t… Anyway. The DOJ is wire-tapping AP and IRS is obstructing Tea Partiers to thwart reporting and funding of Benghazi-Gate. A good manager does delegate. PrezO has taken it a bit too far. Sometimes you’ve just gotta buck up and be the boss.
We hear… JeanJean rocked AveQ…BL Cool is leaving the Bronx for Manhattan…renovated LordJeff is gorgeous.
T’was a fun Mother’s Day. Tiger wins. But, oh, Sergio. What is the definition of loco? Tied for the lead. Decide to go right at Sunday pin on the island green, with a wedge. Twice. Splash. Twice. Machismo? A Van de Velde worthy choke.
MadMen6. Don & Sylvia loco show. Ok. Leave Megan, you don’t love her anymore. But, geez. Sick. Shower needed. Go for some young pretty thing at least. Joan saved her white knight. Peggy brought maturity to the playpen.
Our favorite show, Golden Boy got the ax. We must be wrong demo. Congrats to profesora AnneB, retiring after 35 years. Muy bien hecho!
Tiger and Sergio top leaderboard heading into the weekend. Island green and players on the loose. Lindsey Vonn take note. Seems Sir Woods was so tipsy after NY MetMuseum Fashion Show’s 19th hole, he hit the turf. Resurrection is good.
Rand Paul has been seen lurking in Iowa. Hillary is dodging RightWing Conspiracy Benghazi-Gate. Wow. Faux News couldn’t wait to put that on its banner. Rubio v. Cruz. Cubanos’ immigration debate. 2016 state of mind.
Jamie Dimon stays JPMorgan CEO. Good call, Board. He’s not to blame. Until regulators make as much and know as much as traders, nothing will change.
Oh and Happy Day to us Mothers. We are so very lucky.
Jodi Arias cray cray. After hearing her first degree murder verdict, she insists on doing a television interview. Bascially says, he had it comin’. Then asks for death rather than life in prison. So, now she’s stuck in a suicide cell. That’s not the best part of the story. Coverage pre-empted live Benghazi hearings on Fox. Hahaha.
Speaking of who done it. Harlen Coben, the mystery writer extraordinaire, sets his recent thriller, Six Years at Amherst College, where he’s an alum.
Sad news. Katherine Chancellor, aka Jeanne Cooper, no longer young nor restless. Glad news. NYU excited about David Boies speaking at Commencement.