Showing posts with label Mad Men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mad Men. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Blurg Entry


In celebration of one of my favorite shows starting new episodes soon, I have written a poem to honor one of a million good quotes from 30 Rock - blurg.

The main character, Liz Lemon, sometimes mutters blurg when things are not going her way (usually.) Here is a good example. And if you haven't seen this show immediately go to Hulu.com and watch clips until you must break for a basic human need but not before then.

Anyway, if you have ever read this blog you already know my feelings about Mad Men and now you know about 30 Rock too. I fondly refer to it as 60 Rock because I watch all of the episodes at least twice. Also the theme song is my ring tone and sometimes I don't pick up right away so I can listen to it a little bit (sorry callers!)

If you were ever to make me choose between 30 Rock and Mad Men in some evil ploy to torture me, I would obviously choose the 30 Rock episodes where Jon Hamm from Mad Men was guest starring. I love those so much I would like to take them behind a middle school and get them pregnant.*

Blurg

Buttoned up exclamation of
Liz Lemon's creation.
Uttered in times of frustration.
Represents my feelings for the duration of this
Greatest show's summer vacation.

 
* 30 Rock quote - I am not THAT much of a perv.

Monday, October 5, 2009

February Jones

So on Mad Men, Don Draper's wife is named Betty and I'll be gosh darned if I wasn't watching a love scene between them last night and thinking that the actress, January Jones, has the best job in the world. Possibly the universe. If I were her, I would "accidentally" ruin most of the takes of the love scenes. Then you would just have to keep reshooting them. Just sayin'.

Anyway, that led me to think that if I were her, well, first I would be February Jones since I was born in the short month of Feb. But then secondly that I would be thinking something like this...

January

Jon Hamm
Acting as my man
Never stop shooting the love scenes if I can.
Under duress, I confess
Awareness of the jealousy you possess.
Red-faced by the impropriety
You'll never know I fake the love scene anxiety.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Mad About Mad Men

Lately I have been borderline obsessed with the show Mad Men. The entire show is beautiful, I'm not sure how else to describe it. Visually stunning? That is cliche. And the plot is so engaging. And the rhythm of the show is different. I don't know, if you don't watch you won't understand.

Not that things were better in the early 60's, but the class and elegance of the time is pretty attractive. I even went on the Mad Men website and "mad men"-ed myself. I look like that office hottie to the right. And if you want to watch together and discuss, let's do it over a cocktail (see below).

And now I'm writing a poem about it.

Madison Avenue in the '60s poem:

Pillbox hats are elegant.
Drinks at work are super.
Oh to date Don Draper,
And work at Sterling Cooper.