One of These Things is Not Like the Other

There's a reason that posting has been light this week. A very good reason: I'm still trying to get over last week's Sopranos episode.

I'm not talking about the shock of Tony killing Christopher (after he had Adriana wacked, Christopher Moltisanti was dead to me anyway). I'm talking the horror of watching Tony's enormously fat corpus defile the beauteous Carmen from The L Word. Repeatedly.

How come when Rosie O'Donnell gets semi-nude and hot and bothered with some good-looking guy on Nip & Tuck it makes all the papers, yet when James Gandolfini—who has a good 100+ pounds and a great deal of fug on Rosie—does the same, it's just another Sunday night?

Comments

[iamnotstarjones]

because most straight male tv critics think they could & should sleep with a Carmen too.

[osisbs]

Because men aren't fat, they're portly, stout, big boned, and jolly and every man who can see his shoes still thinks he looks like a god.

[Diane]

I think Tony Soprano is kinda hot.