Dr. Smith is still the king/queen. Sorry, Skeletor.

Awful. So many bad memories of that. I quit for a long time…

Ah, this photo reminds of the time I hit a kid over the head with a miniature (but still pretty solid) bowling pin in grade school. The salad days.

Ah, Kolchak when I could sneak an episode…I was too young for it (said my mother) so I had to wait until the adults were otherwise occupied…made things much more forbidden and fun, but I only ever saw like 3 episodes before it came out on Netflix. Probably Fantasy Island a little later on out of things I could watch…

I'm not worried. And if this really is it, that's fine.

Sounds like maybe you need some kerosene.

Bombastic Intro by Big Black, of course.

Plus Bert and Ernie.

That shit is still hanging around? Wow…

My olde fashioned standards didn't understand all the ugly butts. Ugly asses must be like the new Brazilian. Which I also do not understand. Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to hitch up my pants and poke a piece of litter with my cane.

Keep in touch.

Utah! Get me two.

I remember being crestfallen one day when I woke up one summer day thinking, "well, at least we have HBO" (this was the '80's) only to find out it was going to be friggin' Wimbledon all week.

Wow, I really thought you might like this one! What a surprisingly poor grade!

First prize is no tickets.

I do recall that the New York Times' TV Guide summary for WWW was "Acid indigestion for the soul". There's plenty of dumb shit that I like and will defend, but that flick…can't swing it….

I kind of think there's no way it can be as bad as it looks.

Is she capable of turning on a television, or does someone handle that for her?

Being most familiar with this particular band, I would say that old people will be least likely to see the "appeal" of their inclusion in these proceedings.

No reliable data supports the claim at the end of your first paragraph.