There were only two teams that really mattered back when I was a kid– the Steelers and the Cowboys. I’ve never been a Cowboys fan– those sissy white fancy pants. Having lived in Arizona back in the day, I’ll be pulling for the Cards this Superbowl.
I love Mad Men for all the obvious reasons- so I’m waiting (not-so-patiently) and wondering what’s in store for season III. Visually, it’s eye candy, right? The wardrobe, styling, scenery, furniture, props- even the much-blogged-about fonts used in the show are all a feast for the eyes. Mad Men also wonderfully reflects the attitudes and flavor of an era that I just missed out on, but saw my parents and family in– through old photographs, slides and stories. It’s personal too– in the way that we all probably know someone who’s just like each of the characters- even see a little of ourselves in them. I know I do, especially with Don. No, I don’t look like him unfortunately. It’s more about his outlook. And that’s not something to brag about– that’s something to work on.