Fun for Geriatrics
For whatever reason, yesterday's Dan Fogler/Sam Kinison post brought back a flood of nostalgia, As a member of the Internet Geriatric Club -- I had to get special permissions to not only post on the Internet, but use full sentences -- the thought of Sam Kinison screaming at audience members reminded me of a kinder, gentler time on the primetime television schedule.
I was 12 when the 1987 - 1988 primetime television season began, and a scan of that schedule reminds me, apparently, that I watched a lot of fucking television. I watched NBC's entire Saturday night lineup: "Facts of Life," "227," "Golden Girls," and "Amen" (which had George Jefferson in it, as I recall). Hell, there wasn't a single night of television that I didn't partake of -- "Max Headroom" on Friday nights, "Cosby," et. al. on Thursday night, and "Family Ties" / "My Two Dads" on Sunday night. On Monday nights, "Who's the Boss" came on up against "Alf." I don't know how I survived, as torn as I must have been: Alyssa Milano or the furry Alien? I don't even think VCR's had the capabilities, at the time, to record on one channel while you watched on another. No wonder "Alf" was so relatively short-lived. Who could survive against Milano's adorable fanged bicuspids?
Anyway, this here is just a fun little trip down memory lane on a Friday morning for the old-timers here. Crack out the Aspercreme, take out your dentures, and make sure you have your MedicAlert bracelet on, and check out the old schedule (click on the thumbnail to enlarge, because God knows you can't see that tiny type at your age).
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