At some point this weekend there was enough space on the DVR to record five hours of the countdown show, various children's shows and the beginnings of Ken Burns' "National Parks" series.
The culprit responsible for all of this non-viewable recording (how much tv CAN one person watch in a day or a week... or a month?) actually started a discussion with me this morning about what we could record, and when; and what we should delete.
Sometimes, I truly miss having only13 channels and the seven that actually got reception. Along with being cell-phone free, and playing records that were actually vinyl.
Speaking of vinyl (reminds me of a diner in NYC), I was talking about the 80s. We watched the first four hours of the countdown and made it to 21. There was only one hour left to watch. The top 20 -- best of the best. Until the remote-jock himself deleted the final hour of the countdown.
Now I will never know which songs from the 80s are the top 20. My life may never be complete. I will not be able to relive those glorious, promising days of my youth when my life was before me and I was talented. And thin.
Nevermind. I have my memories.
bwahahahahahahaha