Above Phot courtesy of the Lincoln Plaza Dinner Theater, OK City, OK.
Sherman Hemsley of "The Jeffersons"- (dissatisfied with the grand old Fairmont Hotel of Dallas he insisted on the Hilton across the street, and equally pissed about being given a Mercedes to drive, called on Norman Lear for a chauffer-driven limousine)"
I can only report that, thanks to Sherman, my trip via the Dallas Freeway back to my apartment seemed like a journey to Disneyland thanks to the Thai Stick he gave me, heavily laced with "Mesc."
But about the time that Dallas Police helicopters started circling my apartment complex, I decided that Sherman could get his own dam weed!
Of course the list could go on, but it would amount to mere name dropping.
At this moment I'm listening to live feeds of Jazz from my computer.
Just where the hell will it all end?
Which brings us back to the marvelous world of technology and sound.
I've got programs for scoring music, voice recognition, studio mixing, and all kinds of ways to hypothetically get music of my own design into this computer.
The Vista OS came along, and now I know I'll have to depend on being a "-Microsoft Partner" and beta-testing to get any use at all out of any of them.
It appears that every time one turns on the TV news, the death knell of some celebrated institution is being sounded.
TV?
We never thought that anyone would actually be willing to pay for it. The air waves are free, aren't they?
But cable and then satellite came along and screwed the proverbial broadcasting pooch.
"Converter box" has now become a common subject on the tube.
Got to have one, if you lack cable or satellite. Or else HDTV broadcast television is out of the question.
