The Electric City
Greetings from The Electric City.
I'm writing you tonight from Room 202 of the Lackawanna Station Hotel where, through the thin walls of my room, piped in Muzak like drones away like The Lawrence Welk Show.
The entire town has that feel, really: as if time forgot it sometime around 1957.
Truth is, it was more like 1946.
Scranton -- nestled in the Lackawanna River Valley just 120 north of Philadelphia and west of New York -- was born of the steel age. It's prosperity was kept aloft -- like the nearby cities of Wilkes-Barre, ...
Oscar! Oscar! Oscar!
Ok, so we've almost made it through Colossal Televised Event season. I live blogged Super Bowl XLII three weeks ago, and the Grammy Awards two weeks ago. Tonight: The Academy Awards.
7:53 - My head literally explodes as Tim Kash -- who's been navigating the Oscar Red Carpet minefield for nearly an hour straight on MTV.com -- is handed Sumner Redstone, the venerable head of our little media conglomerate. I see my career flash in front of me as our scrappy little punk rock production is suddenly front-and-center with the Chairman of the ...
Grammy! Grammy! Grammy!
Last weekend, I live blogged Superbowl XLII. Tonight, I bring your The Grammys from the cozy confines of my office twenty-nine stories above Times Square.
8:00 - "It's Grammys 50th Birthday, and everyone's coming to the party." Nothing puts asses in seats like two minutes of black & white television.
8:02 - Ooouuuch, Alicia Keys is dueting with Frank Sinatra. Awful.
8:05 - Alicia Keys is now lecturing me on the meaning of Grammy. If I didn't have to watch this sh*t, I wouldn't.
8:06 - Carrie Underwood -- in a short shorts ...
Superbad
Chris and Meg invited us to a Superbowl party at The Irish Rogue. I don't know much about football, but I sure like wings. Here are my notes from the most raucous affair.
6:15- Jordan Sparks. Fine singer. I like her well enough. Even if she's lip synching. But the whole cut to the troops thing? C'mon. Awful. And that military flyover at the end? What are we, Soviet Russia? Is it May Day? C'mon.
6:24- Wait, I thought kick-off was 6:18? We got here at 5:00. There's no way I'm making the fourth quarter.
6:25- Chris Abad ...
