We get commercials in Maine for many things that are not available to us. I had thought that T.G.I. Friday's was one of these, but apparently not -- there are T.G.I. Friday's in South Portland and Auburn, at least.
It's not as if I ever feel a driving desire to go to T.G.I. Friday's, but the commercials are bright and loud and catch my eye, and one of their big selling points seems to be their spokesman -- featured on the website as "Chef/Food Dude Guy Fieri."
I have no idea who this is. Is this a name or a face I should recognize? Maine's a little remote, and I don't keep up with popular culture the way I used to when I lived in Los Angeles. Should I be worried about the fact that I don't know who Guy Fieri is?
It's part of a bigger issue. I no longer know who half the people on the cover of Star magazine are, though some of that is intentional -- I've deliberately never watched an episode of The Hills, and fought off a brief, sick fascination with Gossip Girl. It does worry me when I don't recognize the name of the host on Saturday Night Live.
I joke about becoming a hermit, but it's alarming to discover that it happened while I wasn't looking.
What I Read This Week
I read manuscripts this week, and am rereading a sequence of novels for a project later this month. The one book I finished was an audiobook, but it was great.
Sarah Vowell, THE WORDY SHIPMATES. Vowell reviews the founding of the Massachusetts Bay Colony and Rhode Island, a history of difficult, self-righteous men and women (mostly men) who aspired to build a "city on the hill," which would serve as a Godly example to all. Fascinating, touching and outrageous in turns; the recording uses actors' voices for the historical quotations, which brings it all to life.