I don’t know if anyone has researched the origin of the television marathon, but the first time I became aware of such a thing was probably the holiday bingeathon of The Twilight Zone. If I remember correctly, it was WPIX in New York that would fill a day’s programming — New Year’s Day, maybe 4th
Don’t these look beautiful? They’ll be great to have — one sheet to keep, others to use — next summer*. *Assuming the Post Office still exists.
After a thoroughly enjoyable, active and at the same time relaxing vacation, I’m back at it. It will take me a bit to catch up on some of the stuff I missed, but I did ignore several developments, too. There’s no point in rehashing what’s a week or several days old. But let’s start off
Mark McGwire at Wrigley Field, May 1, 1998 I graduated from college in 1998, so that was a special summer for me, too. I set up my spring semester schedule to only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. My friends and I popped champagne on our apartment balcony after our last finals. We caught a