Mad Men will be Mad Men

Series 4 Episode 8 "The Summer Man" could have been shot in my office, using this Creative Team. If this were my office, we'd be watching Boom and Golden Boy fighting this one out. I'm pretty pleased that Peggy just stands by and laughs because nobody wants to be a Joan - although every office has one. There is absolutely no similarity between the way Joey speaks to Joan in her office and the way anyone speaks to anyone here - although I wouldn't put the moony past Boom. I'm referring to this clip.

Watch this space for links to more Mad Men clips of silly behaviour that puts them in the same league as this lot.

What an offer

Boom: Can you rub my back? I've got really bad gas.
Peggy: No.
Boom: What's the matter with you? I'm making tea!

Five minutes later...

Boom: I had to dunk my nuts in the tea a bit.

Mad Men Mr Men

Mad Men Mr Men

I friend of mine, Str8, sent me this link which is really fun. So I thought I'd share it with you. I haven't done any comparisons myself. I think I need to. Watch this space.

No, sorry, I don't.

This has absolutely cheered me up this Monday morning. I logged into Facebook this morning to see this...

"Boom here. Have u got any nail vanish re-mover, if u do can u bring some in tomorrow please. Long story x "

I love that I was the one he turned to. He's yet to arrive, so we'll see what's happened.

Hooray!

A tiny little bit of smut has rentered the team! We need to take a photo. We need a tripod. Cue Golden Boy.

Golden Boy: I made a tripod once.
Brainy: I don't think we want to know that story.

I think good blog stuff out there and I'm just not jumping on it. Or maybe this is the beginning of Brainy's era of double entendres.

Introducing the new Creative Team

This blog has achieved one thing. One thing that I didn't really expect. The Men have changed. Maybe 'changed' is a bit much, but they've definitely stopped talking about the things that make a great blog. I don't know if it's their paranoia that everything they talk about ends up on here, or if it's the absence of a major figure that used to be at the centre of it all. K has recently returned from holiday so things might perk up but with The Writer on a 'Don't Cross The Line' campaign, I think this blog might dry up.

So I'm currently a girl working with absolute gentlemen. I think I preferred it the way it was. What have I done?

Halo

You won't be thinking that this is going to be about one of The Men doing something angellic. And you're right. It's about the one thing that I've never really understood - a grown man's obsession with video games. In this case, Halo.

Last Thursday, whilst I was beavering away on my copy, K, Golden Boy, The Quiet One, CD and Brainy all logged on to Halo. To play together. For a full half an hour I reckon. I wouldn't have known anything was up if the four fellas in front of me weren't dead silent.

It was funny watching the never-before-seen concentration on their faces but what really made me smile was CD once the game had finished - "Just one more game". Big kid. Bless him... you hold on to that youth CD, it'll stop you going grey.

3 Check Shirts

I must have missed the dress code email today because Boom, CD and Golden Boy all turned up this morning wearing red, green and blue, respectively, check shirts today. We had a little laugh and joked about them looking like a country and western album. I think they had brief visions of something like three fellas on three stallions, with a snow topped mountain backdrop.

What they actually look like is this...

 

                                      Boom                            CD                    Golden Boy

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

As much as I moan, there are plenty of things that I love about being the only girl in the group. That said, there are plenty of reasons why it can sometimes be less than fun.

The Good

• I get to play mum and I like playing mum.
• I have an in-depth understanding of men’s views on women and sex – they like both. A lot.
• I’m both a girl, and at the bottom of the pay scale, so I pay for very little on nights out.
• I play the role of social secretary which means everything gets done properly.
• I’m the best dressed in the team.

The Bad

• There isn’t a brush between the lot of them – and if you saw the team, you’d know why.
• If I have a makeup mishap, I have no-one to borrow from – at least I don’t think I do.
• Having a bitch just isn’t the same.
• When they say something stupid it gets lost in a sea of stupid. If I say something stupid, it’s so painfully obvious.
• Romance is dead. Dead and buried. Kaput.

The Ugly

If I ever leave, The Men will be on their own. And only God knows what will happen then.