In a Pandemic, Iâm Pretending Itâs 1985
In October, before the second lockdown, I visited a small town an hour east of San Diego called Julian. A historic mining town, its population, as of 2018, was 930 residents. I can safely say I have more cousins than the town has people.
In the eighteenth century, Julian was the only site of the gold rush in Southern California. Its âdowntownâ consists of a few streets flanked by old hills, immortalized as an official California historical landmark. I love towns like this.
I took my family to Julian to see fall foliage (my mask fogged up my glasses most of the time), pick apples at the famous orchards (they were closed due to the germy hands of tourists during the pandemic) and to visit a former underground gold mine (there probably should have been fewer people crammed inside for a tour). But I had my best experience in Julian at a charming consignment store.
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Sherlock not needed. The only evidence needed to see commercial networks are shitting themselves, relying solely on catalog titles to see them through in the competitive televisual market, can be found via Firefox… or Safari or Chrome or IE or… is AskJeeves still a thing?
Today? at least 75% of today’s small-screen news pertained to either a reboot, sequel or spin-off.
No poop!
The Harrison Ford serious finger can be pointed in our direction, just as much as the unimaginative TV execs – – we keep viewing in. Whether it be the “Saved by the Bell” redo on Peacock, the revamped “Dynasty” with Grant Show as Blake Carrington, CBS’s “Magnum P.I”… without Tom Selleck! (blasphemy!), or “MacGyver” they have solid Nielsens. And hands up who will be watching the “Fresh Prince of Air” reboot?