Gene voluntarily Tivo’d “We Are Marshall,” that movie about the Marshall University football team. It’s no skin off my nose – I count at least two hot men named “Matthew” as the movie’s stars.
But he doesn’t even LIKE football.
Maybe he thinks it’s about Marshall Field’s?
Or maybe the Marshall Tucker Band?
Federal marshals?
That’s it! He thinks it’s a biography about Marsha Brady.
(BTW – yes, it’s 9:30 on a Wednesday morning and I’m at home. I’m not sick. I don’t have a job interview. I have not – yet – reinjured my back. I am just not at work. While I probably have a job to go to tomorrow, I have a feeling that Gwen may be pissed I’m not there today. Oh WELL. Maybe I’ll call D and ask if she’s heard anything).