Not that we're downtown hipster zip-code-snobs in the first place. But we spent the weekend house-sitting, as well as dog-sitting and eating-out-of-the-refridgeratoring, at a big house in Fitchburg. Watched some digital cable, played some foosball, drank some miller lite, listed to dave matthews band, drove some minivans, feared some minorities, other suburban stuff.
My HBO review -
Entourage - better than I expected, for a show about agents and actors
Big Love - not as good as I expected, for a show about polygamy
Deadwood - I didn't watch it. This might be on showtime
Bravo showed a repeat of the Studio 60 pilot last night - deserves the hype. Sorkin's drama comes from the characters, not from situations he puts them in. Late night sketch comedy is just as dramatic as the Bartlett administration facing down a nuclear Uzmenkhistan.
And to keep this blog on topic, what's the deal with those polos that button all the way down? Stop it.