old-time values
I have to make a confession. I wonder how many blog entries I've started with that line? I guess I watch a lot of guilty-pleasure things. But that's not the confession.
The confession is this: In a fit of nostalgia, I've been watching a number of programs from my childhood lately. We bought the first season of "Family Ties" on DVD, and I found that I even remembered a couple of the episodes, kind of. And I found that the show really was fun, funny and really well-done -- not just in my memory. Definitely a candidate for the "better TV shows" category, 1980s subdivision.
So that's not even the confession. After all, why feel guilty about re-watching good programming?
No, the confession is ... well, maybe I'll take a cue from "American Idol" and tell you all tomorrow.