U.S. Open at Pebble Beach. As it was in 1982. Tom Watson. This year. Who? Rosie had a great start. More off-course drama. Tiger’s ex having another cub. Jordan dressed down his caddie on national tv. Koepka whines about not being in promos on Fox. We’ll see.
It’s the middle of June and ice hockey is mercifully done. As is the NBA. In more ways than one.
Congrats to Ogilvy New York. Global Instagram branding. On to Cannes.
Jerry Nadler needs a new cast. John Dean? How lame. Nobody who cares was even born during Watergate. Next up. Monica Lewinsky.
Joe v. Donnie in Iowa. Let’s see what happens. Crowd size matters.
Wouldn’t pay a dime for KD. Don’t do it Knicks. Barkley is right, he’d never make it in NYC anyway. He didn’t even stay to watch his team play. But. Hey. Game 6. Go Raptors!
Holiday Inn ad was gorgeous! Well done, mAdBen.
Elizabeth Warren braved the wind and cold in Lawrence, Massachusetts to declare her run for President. Then. Amy Klobuchar stood in a frigid Minnesota blizzard to announce her candidacy.
In California Phippy survived a coating of hail to win at Pebble Beach’s annual pro-am. And JLo, Diana, Gaga, & Dolly headlined a diverse Grammys Show well-hosted by Alicia Keys with a Michelle cameo.
While mAdBen rides camels on Mars. Or at least the Jordan desert sure looks like it.
The Super Bowl was kinda defense-driven and dull. But. Just before the 2 minute warning, Washington Post’s Ad gained grand acclaim. From Tim Cook to Jason Rezaian. Journalism is the light. Well done mAdBen!
The Back Story.
Novel and stage play by Alexandre Dumas, fils. Later adapted by Giuseppe Verdi to La Traviata.
Tickets to the Metropolitan Opera. Christmas gift from our fils. Parterre box.
New production with James Levine’s replacement. Montreal’s Yannick Nézet-Séguin. Unique deathbed retrospective one venue set, it brings all of Violetta’s life into her room with the requisite pathos and an added Ballet Jeté ensemble just because. Bavarian soprano Diana Damrau cajoled Violetta’s lacrime in a controlled splendor. The crowd loved it and her.
O Night Divine. Gloriously sung in French by soprano Susanna Phillips at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. Applause wafted up the aisle. Couldn’t help it. Capped off last night’s Christmas Eve service with choirs and horns and harps and a Paul Winter sax solo. And. The most haunting organ crescendo Harking the Herald of Angels. Transported. Second annual tradition with Ben.
Inclusive Episcopalian congregation. A little political. But. No kneeling!
Crap hole vs. crap house. Level of today’s political prevarications debate.
One incompetent guy in Hawaii can push a button and cause panic. Or worse. See TTSD.
Twenty years after. Lewinsky is a verb. Bill Clinton is revered.
mAdBen is back from Ischgl after hitting 57 mph. That’s downhill.
Super Bowl prediction. Pats beat Eagles.
Super Bowl predilection. Vikings beat Pats in Minnesota.