Archive for April, 1999

Nodding off.

Friday, April 30th, 1999

I’ll be back for my final thought in a moment • How much would you say that antique is worth? • Contains gerunds that may be too violent for pre-teenagers • Hang up and drive! • Member FDIC • The epic miniseries of the year! • Presented in lo-def! • Loosest slots on the strip!

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I am comfortably numb.

Tuesday, April 27th, 1999

Can you feel it? The May sweeps—they started Thursday—are in the air, full of hyperbole, special investigations, exclusive television events, and…well, as much as the traditional nets (and their local affiliates) clamor and hype for your attention, the results at the end of May will no doubt be continuing in the trend we’ve witnessed—fewer people [...]

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Reading some mail

Tuesday, April 20th, 1999

Live from a midnight flight to Las Vegas, it’s time to catch up on some old business. I’m on my way to briefly visit this week’s National Association of Broadcasters convention. It’s a gargantuan show, straining at the seams of the Las Vegas infrastructure, and if the thought of that many TV people in one [...]

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Real. Life. Drama.

Monday, April 12th, 1999

My wife walked into my office Monday afternoon and issued a terse bulletin: "The cotton mill in Cabbagetown is on fire—it’s completely ablaze. There’s a guy on a crane."
Sure enough, most of local television was on the story (although Channel 46…er, CBS Atlanta, seemed not to be paying attention.) I snapped the TV on to [...]

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Pictures from my headphones

Monday, April 5th, 1999

It’s springtime in Atlanta, and the airwaves are filled with the smells of ballpark franks, Skip Caray’s aftershave, and, of course, all those turtles.
I’m walking down Highland Avenue, dodging smokers in the sunshine, NPR’s WABE in my ear in between innings of the Braves opener. Bruce Dortin reports: "Georgia has 134 miles of turtles. That [...]

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