I was living in England when Seinfeld was in its third or fourth season, blissfully unaware of what people were talkabout with this ‘Seinfeld’ thing when I read in a magazine that you’d have to be hidden in a remote corner of the Amazon to not be into this show. I obviously was in a more inhabited and arguably more sophisticated place than Amazonian corners tend to be, so I tuned in.
Actually, my wife, two boys, and I tuned in.
Good grief, did we get hooked! (more…)
Canter Bridge 