As I sit here getting ready for my next evil editing marathon -- which starts in, oh, about 17 minutes or so -- I discovered this during my morning blog crawl.
I grew up on repeats of Star Trek, broadcast on some station in Wheeling, West Virginia, whose call letters I've long forgotten. I'm also old enough to have been young when Space: 1999 aired in first-run syndication. (Actually, I'm old enough to remember when Harlan Ellison's The Starlost first aired, but that's a whole other can of worms.) So when I spotted this over at James Lileks' The Bleat, well, it just made my entire morning.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Space: 1969
Posted by Wesley M. at 7:43 AM
Labels: general snarkiness, Hollywood, I love my wife, media, sci-fi, television
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Heh. And did you see how they included a whole bunch of footage from the time-traveling episiode Tomorrow is Yesterday?
Love it. Not love-love, but you know what I mean.
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