I probably was "Darrin Stephens" in another life...

...because I really like advertising.

Several years ago, I won lunch with the Chancellor and a t-shirt (!) in the Connecticut State University System's motto contest with:

CSU: Developing a State of Minds

 

(Nota bene: Now that CSU has become ConnSCU, heaven knows what we're developing with all those extra initials.)

 

I've also always believed that the Chamber of Commerce of a certain Cape Cod town could make not a little money selling hats, t-shits, and bumper stickers with the slogan:

 

I Gotta Mashpee!

 

And, as we were driving this Thanksgiving, I figured, in all the years since The Empire Strikes Back or Return of the Jedi (or in whatever Star Wars film the character debuted), in a Maryland town along I-95 someone must have already opened a little eatery/sandwich shop named:

 

The Joppa Hut

 

Then again, maybe not.

Given what Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce just did last night...

Joan Harris

...with office manager-turned-partner Joan Harris to land the Jaguar account,

I'm pretty convinced that Darrin Stephens of the Tate Agency

Larry Tate

needed to set aside his qualms about using the magical powers of his wife, Samantha Stephens,

and to turn more to her, shall we say, less ethical cousin, Serena!

Serena