Jul. 19th, 2010

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Day 19 - Best TV show cast

/implicit/that I haven’t picked yet.

Note that it says “best,” not “biggest.” That’s what gets me where I need to be, to a cast of primarily four but a progeny of dozens.

Eat. (Prune juice, just six ounces. Eggs over easy, drain the grease. Bacon, crispy, drain the grease. Toast, three slices, buttered lightly. And coffee…. Mountain grown.) Drink. (Beer, mostly.) Man. Woman. Plus Daughter, Husband.

Together, they took network television to places it had never gone before. They singlehandedly added a half-dozen words or phrases (if not more) to the popular lexicon of the 1970s. They confronted controversy and defeated it- taking on race, religion, radicalism, and even the death of one of the four by the time they were done. The show’s creator made Nixon’s secondary Enemies List.

Plus they had a catchy theme song.

While the core of four never changed until that first and only death, they introduced supporting characters who, along with the principals, went on to account for no fewer than seven different spinoffs lasting into the 1980s. None of the four ever eclipsed their performances in this series; while Man went on to do some more television acting and Husband has enjoyed a fine writing and directing career, it never got any better than this for any of them, and I’m not saying that like it’s a bad thing.

Of course I’m talking about Hee Haw.

Unless I'm not. )

And that line at the end nobody ever got was, “Gee, our old LaSalle ran great.”

Those were the days- and this was the 19th.
captainsblog: (Snakes!)

(1) After waking up to an intense weird dream and seeing an old friend's facebook mention of a Long Island nightclub: we did not Save the Oak Beach Inn:( Even almost 40 years and 400 miles from first seeing those ubiquitous bumper stickers, I still see one on the back of a car once in awhile.

(2) I have been having a particular run of intense weird dreams right before waking up. The one just now involved trying to get back to Rochester from an old friend's birthday party and missing my plane because I didn't have my 30 pages of boarding pass application security information completed.  Oh well- damn thing probably had snakes on it.

(3) Apparently, I can no longer write HTML code to save my life. From snakes, or anything else.

(4) I am about to have a wicked stressful day. (Actually, there's nothing sudden about realizing that.)

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