I made it to the Backstage Bar last night to watch Mad Men. They show it every Sunday and there was a nice large screen and the volume was turned up to a good level, but in vain because three unbelievable assholes at the bar talked over the entire episode. They were clearly aware of the fact that most of the people there were trying to watch television, but this didn't stop them from loudly conversing in the cavernous echo chamber that is the Backstage Bar despite the fact that people were shooting them dirty looks every other minute though in true passive aggressive Portland fashion no one approached them to ask them to shut their bridge and tunnel holes. Not your humble, non-confrontative blogger, nor the bartender. There were other people talking in the bar as well but they weren't BELLOWING AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS. So fuck those people.
Onto the recap. Spoilers below.