I remember meeting up after work at Toad for drinking with Buffistas... Jon, Emily, and TomW were there... I know there were others.

I was at work five years ago, and I hadn't really discovered the buffistas, yet. I watched the coverage on a tv in the admin. assistant's office with my coworkers. Eventually I left and went to the local Red Cross center to donate blood. There were hundreds of us there--it took hours before they could get to me. The local restaurants sent lunch to the Red Cross for the workers and the donors. I remember sitting out on the lawn--the line was way too long to fit in the building--on the most heartbreakingly beautiful fall day.

It was deffinately the scale of the buildings.

Yeah, that makes sense. Maybe part of it was that the planse were flying so fast (about 600 mph) - airliners never fly anywhere near that fast at low altitude. And small planes appear to be flying faster than large planes simply due to issues of scale.

Except Sci-Fi Channel, who I really ought to send a thank-you note to. They maintained their regular programming.

No! During the day, they were scheduled for a marathon of that grim, violent show Space Above and Beyond. (I knew it, because I had the kind of cable that tells you what is scheduled for each hour.) I spent several hours checking in with gentle Scott Bakula and Quantum Leap reruns instead, while the cable bar kept telling me I was watching a grim war show.

Nutty, that's a fantastic memory you have. Damn, woman.

In any case, by "regular programming," I just meant "aired shows/movies/programs in the general ballpark of what they would normally air, as opposed to switching over to a news feed."

Saying "regular programming" seemed a much more succinct way of phrasing it.

I remember feeling isolated. One of my three roommates at the time told me about it after I got out of the shower in the morning, but she left for class, and I spent the morning until my class at 11:30 watching the events unfold. I remember noticing that the second tower was starting to fall before Peter Jennings did.

I don't know why I didn't call anyone. I spent that time alone, numb rather than afraid. After I left the house, I seemed to synch back up with the rest of my life, hearing about professors' husbands and relatives that were in the area, or grounded due to the airlines shutting down. I was a part of the world around me, but I was not included in it.

I'm feeling a little of that again today. But listening to everyone's stories here make it feel real, and not sensationalized. (I'm avoiding the media today, just because I couldn't deal with any hint of that vibe.) I'm very glad for Buffistas on days like today.

In conclusion, let's all make out.

I really, really liked Space: Above and Beyond.

Wasn't Space: Above and Beyond a Chris Carter show, or am I misremembering?

I miss Peter Jennings.

Saying "regular programming" seemed a much more succinct way of phrasing it.

Oh, good point.

It's a strong memory for me, because, there is a big difference between murky, violent TV show with young Canadian himbos and bright, humane TV show with less-young American man occasionally wearing a dress. And being so Nice. Niceness is underappreciated. It was a We've secretly replaced their regular coffee with Folger's crystals type of deal. I was glad to notice.

In conclusion, let's all make out.

Good idea!

Wasn't Space: Above and Beyond a Chris Carter show, or am I misremembering?

Close - it was Morgan and Wong. Their leaving is when the wheels started coming off the X-Files (Millenium didn't last long enough to get to that point, though the last (third?) season certainly showed it was in the offing).