The Final Episode of everyone’s favorite Jersey family comes a’whacking this Sunday. Retrospection is high, as is speculation on how the whole epic wraps up.

I’ve never watched a single episode of “The Sopranos”. So take that caveat as you read my prediction on what happens at the end:

The whole thing turns out to be a psychoanalytical fantasy. Dr. Melfi is still Dr. Melfi, but Tony Soprano turns out to be some schmuck named Vinny Lafazzo, a plumber from Paterson, who harbors escapist fantasies of being a mob kingpin. The entire preceding eight years has, in fact, taken place within the space of a single couch session.

Hey, it all makes perfect sense to me.

Nick Leighton’s public relations firm, NettResults, maintains dual headquarters in California and United Arab Emirates. As a result, he spends 10 days out of every single month in the UAE, running things.

My question: If this PR wonk can pull off the Dubai connection remotely, why can’t Halliburton?