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Remember When Viewers Like You Mattered?
I fall into the demographic category where I arguably not only should be watching more PBS, I actually know what PBS is. I actually remember when it was first created, when the upbeat classic music of New York’s (well, at the time, Newark’s) Channel 13 was replaced by the synthesized tones that identified the network,
Is LANDMAN Now The King Of The Mountain?
A lot’s changed on the lot that at least for the moment is still known as the Paramount headquarters in just a year. The ownership, for one. The measurement service of record, for those like me to whom that small detail matters. And, most def, what gets priority consideration in an ever-evolving landscape. When Taylor
1, Robot
I can’t say I’m either a connoisseur or a huge fan of country music. My first exposure to it was when the struggling New York City radio station that was home to the Mets made an ill-fated decision to introduce the genre into the country’s largest market, somehow believing there were enough people who had
Hey, Family Feud Came Back Strong. Why Not The Running Man?
When the OG version of THE RUNNING MAN hit the theatres 38 years ago I was among the first in line to see it. It pretty much hit all the tick marks my younger self needed at the time–an action thriller starring Arnold Schwarzenegger (who I had just met at 20th Century FOX’s New York
A (-) Bomb From A-Rod? As Usual, Both Conclusions Are True.
NOTE: This musing also appears today on our sister site, The Double Overtime. Please visit it regularly for coverage of sports of all sorts plus occasional essays on technology. I’ve always had a complicated relationship with the New York Yankees. My heart–at least the ventricle holding my baseball fandom– will always and often inexplicably belong
Time For This Party To Learn How To Better Throw Darts
As if my tortured stomach needed it, I’m yet again feeling sick from the amount of crow I’ve been eating this week. I’ve apparently triggered a whole bunch of my alleged social media buddies with the facts that I apparently missed when at the end of an otherwise BBC-centered musing on Monday I snarkily referenced
Et Tube, Brute?
For all the hype and hyperbole that surrounded last night’s Monday Night Football showdown between the Green Bay Packers and the green-clad World Champion Philadelphia Iggles, the game was sadly a stinker. No frozen tundra. Scoreless at the half, only a modest Jake Elliott field goal giving Philly a precarious 3-0 lead going into the
Another Coupla Brexits
As someone with British lineage I tend to take more than a passing interest at what transpires across the pond, and as someone who’s overseen plenty of projects involving their media and worked collaboratively with dozens of their executives, I tend to take notice when they make news. Hence when this breaking news hit my
In Love And (Streaming) War, All’s Fair. Even When The Product Isn’t.
I have yet another confession. You know how much I’ve been bragging about making those wiser choices in what I put into my mouth, using the standards of the phenomenally fit person who inspired me to finally love myself? Yeah, that halo effect’s been starting to wane of late–more often than not, my days are