NYC & Sopranos On a Plane
Well, there you were, New York City. Just a' waiting for me. Raining on me a little. Heating me up mostly. There you were. And there I was. What a wonderful rendezvous at the Crash Mansion we had together. A tryst tween city and performer. Simple, classic, familiar, perfect.
My new "Sopranos" DVD came in the mail in it's gorgeous Netflix casing just before I left for the city so the flights there and back were filled with violence cased in family drama and executed beautifully by an experienced cast. What a time. I was so enthralled in each episode that I forget I was on a plane until Tony or one of the other gangsters started enjoying the company of a lady in the nude and all of a sudden I started wishing I didn't have such a big lap top screen. I could feel every kid looking over my shoulder as I ruined their lives by displaying dirty sin all over my screen for their personal viewing. The parents (I could feel their glares through the back of my head) were wondering where the flight attendant was so they could complain about me. Old people were wondering what in the hell had happened to this generation when all they used to have to deal with was smoke on a plane and now they're forced to watch my gangster porn! I sat through these scenes so uncomfortably and didn't even breath until they passed. Not the reaction the creators of the show were going for, me thinks, but nevertheless, it was the one I had. Good times.
Remember when "Charlie Bartlett" didn't come out Friday and we were all ok with that because we knew it would be better in the end that it comes out probably in the fall? I remember that, too. What a good memory...
Tyler
Well, there you were, New York City. Just a' waiting for me. Raining on me a little. Heating me up mostly. There you were. And there I was. What a wonderful rendezvous at the Crash Mansion we had together. A tryst tween city and performer. Simple, classic, familiar, perfect.
My new "Sopranos" DVD came in the mail in it's gorgeous Netflix casing just before I left for the city so the flights there and back were filled with violence cased in family drama and executed beautifully by an experienced cast. What a time. I was so enthralled in each episode that I forget I was on a plane until Tony or one of the other gangsters started enjoying the company of a lady in the nude and all of a sudden I started wishing I didn't have such a big lap top screen. I could feel every kid looking over my shoulder as I ruined their lives by displaying dirty sin all over my screen for their personal viewing. The parents (I could feel their glares through the back of my head) were wondering where the flight attendant was so they could complain about me. Old people were wondering what in the hell had happened to this generation when all they used to have to deal with was smoke on a plane and now they're forced to watch my gangster porn! I sat through these scenes so uncomfortably and didn't even breath until they passed. Not the reaction the creators of the show were going for, me thinks, but nevertheless, it was the one I had. Good times.
Remember when "Charlie Bartlett" didn't come out Friday and we were all ok with that because we knew it would be better in the end that it comes out probably in the fall? I remember that, too. What a good memory...
Tyler
