Caught the end of Sopranos in hotel room on biztrip.
The end, the world loved/is confused/angry about, i thought was brilliant/poignant/cry out worthy and made wish desperately that I could write like the Chase.
Oh Tony, Oh Chrissy, Oh Sil, Paulie, Meadow and Oh oh Carmela - the Boy and I'll miss all you people.


a Phone call from Boy that shows just how much:

"Hey can you record the Law & Order episode gong on right now?"
Me: Why?
"Just do it."
: Why can't you?
"Because I am playing pool right now."
: But why L&O? You don't even like it.
"Just do it, please"
: Yeah. But why?
"Auf...Because..."
: But why?
"BE-CAUSE CARMELLA IS ON IT, OK!"