| barbara_hambly ( @ 2008-02-28 18:57:00 |
| Current location: | Here |
| Current music: | stillness |
Writ upon water...
When the Cable Guy brought a new, digital box this morning (three times the size of the analog box, and complete with a small and bewildered cockroach which crawled out for lagniappe), he expressed surprise that I do not get any cable channels: just the local broadcast stations. I said, I watch TV so seldom that it wasn't worth the $45/month for 150 channels which is the least you can get. What TV I watch, is either movies or old shows bought in boxed sets. We enthused a little over what he considered "old" shows, and he mentioned he enjoyed Get Smart. I countered with saying, I was waiting for The Man From UNCLE to become available on Netflix (it's only available now through Time-Warner, I gather)...
And this fellow had never heard of The Man From UNCLE. (Yes, this fellow was young enough to be my son, but still...) The original Spy Show? The show of which Get Smart was a parody? I blush to say I can still rattle off that UNCLE (United Network Command for Law and Enforcement) was a secret law-enforcement agency headquartered in New York and entered through the changing-booth of Del Floria's tailor-shop and pants-pressing establishment... What's wrong with these people? Does no one recall its zillion imitators in the mid-sixties? (Secret Life of Henry Pfyfe, anyone?) (Which I never watched, either... there was a reason I gave up TV).
Misty-cool evening after a gorgeous day. Salt-fog coming in off the ocean, slowly enveloping the sky during my walk. The smell of the sea. Crows.
Still fighting the Civil War.