For the SJG, the main draw of the Superbowl is the commercials. When I was a little Jew growing up in the humble berg of Westwood, if someone had told me that one day, far far in the future, I'd see my very own brother John on a Superbowl commercial, I would've said, "Well, spank my butt and call me Charlie." But guess what? Today my brother John will, in fact, appear in a "Got Milk?" commercial, with none other than The Rock. Watch carefully, my friends. John is the clown running by, spilling balloons. Got kvell? I do.
I write TV movies, plays, and humor blogs. I've got two menschy sons, a wonderful French daughter-in-law, two angel grandkids, a longtime hubby, and a Royal Rescue Pup of Questionable Lineage.
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