So not only am I writing a cool project that I love, not only am I seeing "Watchmen" tomorrow night on IMAX, but with my dinner tonight, I had...
a Shamrock Shake.
It's been years. And I didn't have to explain it or anything. It was even on the menu board.
Can I get an amen?
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
1979: The year the drugs kicked in
I've been doing research for a project I'm doing at work, which just launched last week. If I were a shameless self-promotional whore, I'd post a link to it, but we all know better, don't we?
I'm writing about TV shows--specifically those that make you go WTF? While entering the first batch of shows into my spreadsheet (yes, I'm a hopeless nerd), I noticed a disproportionate number of shows launched in 1979.
Part of this could be that 1979 is where my TV watching really started in earnest, or it could just be that the drugs finally took effect, resulting in really odd show premises.
In "Salvage 1," Andy Griffith plays the owner of a salvage company who decides to build a spaceship so he can salvage junk left on the moon.
"Supertrain" also debuted in 1979. Clearly, this was a banner year for crap.
Coincidentally, my brother was born in 1979. You do the math.
At any rate, I'm really jazzed about this project, and I'm hoping to make a trek out to Southern California to visit the Paley Center for Media and check out their library of old shows. I could practically live there, they've got so much stuff I want to see.
I'm writing about TV shows--specifically those that make you go WTF? While entering the first batch of shows into my spreadsheet (yes, I'm a hopeless nerd), I noticed a disproportionate number of shows launched in 1979.
Part of this could be that 1979 is where my TV watching really started in earnest, or it could just be that the drugs finally took effect, resulting in really odd show premises.
In "Salvage 1," Andy Griffith plays the owner of a salvage company who decides to build a spaceship so he can salvage junk left on the moon.
"Supertrain" also debuted in 1979. Clearly, this was a banner year for crap.
Coincidentally, my brother was born in 1979. You do the math.
At any rate, I'm really jazzed about this project, and I'm hoping to make a trek out to Southern California to visit the Paley Center for Media and check out their library of old shows. I could practically live there, they've got so much stuff I want to see.
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