James Gandolfini

The things I take pleasure in, I can't do.
~Tony Soprano

Actor James Gandolfini Dies

I inhaled the Soprano series via Netflix the summer I left my wasband. I had a tiny apartment in the Twin Cities and, at that time, didn't watch much TV. I sat in a large green chair in my tiny living room and watched episode after episode that summer. Drinking either iced coffee or rum and cokes, depending on my mood and the time of day.

There are certain actors that enthrall. Certain actors that when you discover them in the credits, you sit up and anticipate their arrival on the screen.

So sorry for his family. So sorry for us.

Hot Men Friday

I've had this discussion with several women so I know I'm not waving any new freak-flag here, but how hot was Tony Soprano?

A balding, paunchy, narcissist that not only cheated on his wife every minute of every day, but had his own nephew killed.

Before Pup entered my life I had never owned cable television. In fact, even though I loved television, I only had a lonely 19-inch in my tiny city apartment (granted it was in a darling living room with tiny french doors that opened out to my darling tiny wrought iron balcony, but again - that's another story for another day).

So, with that tiny apartment came some down time on weekends in the winter where I would curl up in my enormous green corduroy chair with a glass of red wine, the latest Vogue, and my Netflixed Sopranos.

I was mesmerized for weeks.

I had heard people talk about the Sopranos for years. How I HAD to watch it. I had seen the cast and the show win awards year after year. I didn't think it would interest me.

Why I decided to Netflix, I cannot really remember, but from the first chords of the opening song I was in like a quarterback on prom night, in like your hips into your skinny jeans when you're feeling thin, in like your foot to the perfect shoe (how did I get there??). Oh I was in.



Tony!