Sunday, May 10, 2009

Before you come on down . . .

Remember that in the age of the Internet and the Game Show Network, the embarrassment you suffer from really screwing up on national television may well be eternal.

This insight came to me not from on high, but instead as I sat on the couch watching a 1960s-vintage episode of Password, slowly being subsumed into the stream of ones and zeroes of the newly installed digital cable.

If you don't hear from me again, it likely means I have disappeared into the box, into a better place where Gene Rayburn and Allen Ludden will shepherd me toward my major award.

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