well. work friend Erika has presented me with not one. not two. not three. not four. not five. not six. but seven! parts of John Adams: The HBO Film.
in times like this, in times that try men's souls, there seems no better solution than to camp out on the ol' love sack, eat some en fuego mexican stew, and live blog this event. get ready for seven parts' worth of magic spread out over god knows how long.
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the stew, carrie! tell us more about the stew!
dude. give the people what they want.
I can't comment on everything at once, kL.
that was exhilarating. thank you for letting me share this journey with you.
Kristin. we're only stopping at a Motel-6 for the night to rest up and try as hard as we can to avoid bedbugs. There are still FIVE PARTS.
Holy shit my day just became a little better after reading what patriots you both are. FYI I have a huge-ass crush on TJ of Monticello (even if he is a ginger). And don't worry, C.C., I'm already working on bringing the the hip pads back.
petulant, provincial colonials....sigh. britain doesn't even really want these particular colonies; they simply must be fought for in a rather half-hearted fashion, so that the west indians keep making sugar for the tea. has alexander hamilton appeared yet? if he's not a total bitch, then this series is unrealistic.
don't worry, george. he's played by rufus sewell and is TOTALLY a total bitch.
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