If on Sunday night you were shaken by an atomic-bomb-level sigh, followed by a sound-barrier-breaking sob, I want to apologize. You most likely heard my friend Mickey (over)reacting to the end of “Downton Abbey.” Yes, on Sunday evening I went to the television viewing party — which felt more like a wake — to watch the finale of the six-season PBS phenomenon.
Archives for March 2016
Okay, pop quiz! Put on your thinking cap. What is so special about March 3? Think deeply, and I’ll hum the “Jeopardy!” theme while you ruminate. All right? Thinking? Any clue? I’ll give you a very temporary reprieve. It’s not connected to your birthday — but if it is your birth date, celebrate in a big way — it’s not your work anniversary; it’s not your anniversary on Facebook. (Isn’t it so sweet how Mark Zuckerberg always manages to take time away from counting his billions of dollars to wish each and every one of us a happy social-media anniversary? So charming in a Big Brother kind of way.)