{"id":392,"date":"2006-04-18T18:05:10","date_gmt":"2006-04-19T02:05:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/index.php\/archives\/2006\/04\/18\/update-3\/"},"modified":"2006-04-18T18:05:10","modified_gmt":"2006-04-19T02:05:10","slug":"update-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/2006\/04\/18\/update-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Update"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What about that &quot;Sopranos&quot; episode?<\/p>\n<p>I missed it when I was on the radio with Lisa Lampanelli, playing &quot;Guess My Ethnicity&quot; for free tickets to her show at the Canyon Club this Thursday, but when I got home from KLSX I fired it up.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve got to tell you.\u00c2\u00a0 I think they&#8217;re chewing the scenery a bit now.\u00c2\u00a0 That bit with the rappers in the hospital?\u00c2\u00a0 BULLSHIT!\u00c2\u00a0 Kind of reminds me of the last season of &quot;L.A. Law&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 When Stuart got caught in the riots.\u00c2\u00a0 I almost want to stop watching, it&#8217;s sacrilegious, kind of like the episodes of &quot;Seinfeld&quot; after Larry David left, but then just when I&#8217;m wincing, they get certain things right and I get that jolt in my chest and say to myself THIS IS IT!<\/p>\n<p>Oh, the loneliness of Vito in New Hampshire.\u00c2\u00a0 God did they get that right.\u00c2\u00a0 You&#8217;re so busy.\u00c2\u00a0 And then you&#8217;re off alone and time seems ENDLESS!<\/p>\n<p>But even more important was Meadow&#8217;s conversation with Finn.\u00c2\u00a0 I tell you, Meadow is Michael in &quot;The Godfather&quot;.\u00c2\u00a0 She&#8217;s gonna take over the family.\u00c2\u00a0 She&#8217;s the only one with a brain.\u00c2\u00a0 Does that make AJ Fredo?\u00c2\u00a0 Interesting question.<\/p>\n<p>But the kicker, the absolute killer, was when Tony came down to breakfast when the girls were debating Vito&#8217;s playing for the other team.\u00c2\u00a0 THAT&#8217;S why I continue to watch.\u00c2\u00a0 As lame as the show can be, as ridiculous as it is for Dr. Melfi to give Tony the green light to beat up his driver, James Gandolfini is poetry in motion.\u00c2\u00a0 The Jack Nicholson of his day, without the wink to the audience.\u00c2\u00a0 You BELIEVE he&#8217;s Tony Soprano.\u00c2\u00a0 And his character is CONSTANTLY being fleshed out.\u00c2\u00a0 He&#8217;s being put in context.\u00c2\u00a0 Where he&#8217;s come from, who he is.\u00c2\u00a0 Like at this very moment, when he crosses the linoleum in the kitchen and sings &quot;Sitting on a park bench&#8230;&quot;\u00c2\u00a0 God, don&#8217;t YOU blurt out little snippets of lyrics at the oddest moments?\u00c2\u00a0 Tony is us.\u00c2\u00a0 Someone who grew up in the greatest country in the world who can no longer make sense of it so he keeps on doing what he&#8217;s doing, however fucked up that may be.<\/p>\n<p>Monday afternoon we flew to Denver.\u00c2\u00a0 I ask you, are the seats getting closer together on these planes?\u00c2\u00a0 Shit, I&#8217;ve got to fly to D.C. next week coach and I&#8217;m ALREADY panicking.\u00c2\u00a0 I mean I&#8217;m no giant, and I&#8217;VE got no leg room.<\/p>\n<p>And then there was that one moment&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Have you ever flown into Denver?\u00c2\u00a0 You see there&#8217;s this wind condition.\u00c2\u00a0 Where the Rockies meet the plains.\u00c2\u00a0 You get turbulence the likes of which I&#8217;ve never seen.\u00c2\u00a0 Well, except for once, three years ago, when I was caught in a tornado.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m just sitting there in the back of the plane, reading the L.A. &quot;Times&quot; and WHOOPS!\u00c2\u00a0 The fucking bottom drops out.\u00c2\u00a0 If you EVER fly without the fucking seatbelt on I&#8217;m here to tell you you&#8217;re a FOOL!\u00c2\u00a0 My head would have hit the ceiling.\u00c2\u00a0 The plane dropped like in a disaster movie.\u00c2\u00a0 And bounced around.\u00c2\u00a0 I stuffed my papers in a bag and stared straight ahead, ready to endure a thrill ride the likes of which they don&#8217;t have at Six Flags.<\/p>\n<p>Boy was it bumpy.\u00c2\u00a0 Felice was squeezing the blood out of my hand.\u00c2\u00a0 And when we finally hit the tarmac, I was sure the plane was gonna flip right over.\u00c2\u00a0 That&#8217;s how badly it jerked from side to side.<\/p>\n<p>But it was summer in Denver.\u00c2\u00a0 Eighty five degrees.<\/p>\n<p>And when we got to Vail it was still light, and 55.<\/p>\n<p>It was so EERIE!\u00c2\u00a0 There was nobody HERE!\u00c2\u00a0 The ski shops had no inventory.\u00c2\u00a0 Some of the restaurants are closed.\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s kind of like being at the aforementioned amusement park on a day off.<\/p>\n<p>And then this morning, as we were hooking our tickets to our jackets, FREE, courtesy of Tom Fricke, PD of Krystal 93, here in Vail, it started to SNOW!<\/p>\n<p>Now I&#8217;m not talking flurries.\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m talking DUMP!\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s April 18th, and by time we get to the top of the Vista Bahn, we&#8217;re COVERED in the white stuff.<\/p>\n<p>And the Mountain Top Express was so brutal, the snow stinging our faces, that we went over to Lion&#8217;s Head, to ride the gondola.<\/p>\n<p>Now the bottom half of the mountain is a bit funky.\u00c2\u00a0 You see it&#8217;s frozen solid under the few inches of snow.\u00c2\u00a0 So, when the sun came out briefly, and the snow went intermittent, we went back up to Avanti to ski the POW!<\/p>\n<p>Yup, you&#8217;ve got it.\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s halfway to May and I&#8217;m there in my powder suit, we&#8217;re cutting eights in the fluff.\u00c2\u00a0 Outfuckingrageous.<\/p>\n<p>And the very last run of the day, down Berries, in the sweet crud, flinging my skis from side to side, you guessed it, I started singing AQUALUNG!<\/p>\n<p><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What about that &quot;Sopranos&quot; episode? I missed it when I was on the radio with Lisa Lampanelli, playing &quot;Guess My Ethnicity&quot; for free tickets to her show at the Canyon Club this Thursday, but when I got home from KLSX I fired it up. 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