I Picked The Wrong Week To Watch Every Episode Of Sex And The City

It was one of those cloudless late-spring New York days when the air is just a few degrees cooler than blood-temperature and the smell of blooming trees drowns out that of the garbage and exhaust. In Midtown, the sidewalks were thronged with smiling, sunglassed waddlers offering up their pasty winter faces to the sun.… » 5/27/08 1:40pm 5/27/08 1:40pm

36 Straight Hours Of Sex (And The City), Day Three

Woman checking Carrie and Samantha in at the 'Women in the Arts' luncheon that Carrie bought new shoes for in order to impress Natasha, who doesn't show but later misspells "there" in a thank-you note: "Please remember to wear your nametags. Last year we had an unfortunate incident with Joyce Carol Oates." Maybe this… » 5/22/08 6:40pm 5/22/08 6:40pm

36 Straight Hours Of Sex (And The City): The First Two Seasons

It's around 9pm on Tuesday night. I'm midway though the second season of Sex and the City right now. I mean, right now right now, like, as I type this, Big just held up a piece of veal and asked Carrie, "Is this a piece of veal or is this a piece of veal" and then she invited him to have dinner with all her friends… » 5/21/08 2:40pm 5/21/08 2:40pm

36 Straight Hours Of Sex (And The City), Day Two

Yeah, yeah, the episode ("The Drought") where Carrie worries that she has ruined everything with Big via one dainty, ladylike fart is patently ridic. Worse, though, is the episode halfway through season 2, "Evolution," where she confesses to the gals that she did a "number two" at Big's for the first time. Charlotte … » 5/21/08 11:20am 5/21/08 11:20am