tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6410986998219881936.post7716846426890765634..comments2024-01-28T16:54:42.876-08:00Comments on The Flaming Nose: Our Mad Men World: There's No Business Like Show BusinessLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345830456539347899noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6410986998219881936.post-57602618638083529212009-08-02T11:38:46.086-07:002009-08-02T11:38:46.086-07:00LOL times 100!LOL times 100!Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04572701545593934188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6410986998219881936.post-75780688162153081742009-08-02T10:18:37.728-07:002009-08-02T10:18:37.728-07:00I'll drink to that!I'll drink to that!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00345830456539347899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6410986998219881936.post-52506039238502760412009-08-02T09:45:58.970-07:002009-08-02T09:45:58.970-07:00Our Mad Men world has become like a "Train to...Our Mad Men world has become like a "Train to Willoughby" from the Twilight Zone, but on an even more existential level. In "Train", the pressured Ad man longs to escape to a simpler, small town life where kids called you "Mister" and ladies carried parasols. <br /><br />Now I, stranded in the colorless, sterile, sober, Twittering Gulag of 2009, long to escape to the smokey, mysterious mid-Century world of Don Draper and his tribe.<br /><br />Weird.Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04572701545593934188noreply@blogger.com