Poor Tony!

What is going to happen to Tony? I fear for him. I don't believe David Chase is going to spare us....I think the creators and writers are going to go for the jugular. And then what will be left to fill the void? Entourage? I think not. Today my Comcast service was interrupted and I called customer service prepared to LET THEM HAVE IT verbally. How could they provide such inconsistent service during the final days of the Sopranos?! When I finally got through, I demanded to know why, over the years, they have been so inconsistent? Why, give me one good reason, why I shouldn't go to satellite? After disconnecting me once, validating my address twice and putting me on hold momentarily. The bored operator asked me if I had ordered a disconnect for my cable service. "Oh yeaaaah.....never mind." I hung up mildly embarrassed but mostly annoyed that I hadn't planned for the season finale when I called to cancel utilities. Panicked, I called my neighbors. "Help, I need to watch the Sopranos. Cable emergency." Being addicts themselves, they took pity on me and invited me over. The kids were showered, in p.j.s, so I said, "We're having a television party!" and we all ran next door. This is not one of my prouder parenting moments but come on.....! I have very few pop culture indulgences and I wholly embrace this one. Whenever I'm feeling troubled or overwhelmed with suburban angst, I think of Tony. And I think, "at least no one is trying to kill me."