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?
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).
Cereal:
Wasn't Space: Above and Beyond a Chris Carter show, or am I misremembering?
Morgan & Wong. Also formerly of the X-Files.
I miss Peter Jennings.
Me too.
I watched the coverage pretty steadily, and by the end I had acquired such a mental bond with Peter Jennings that I just sobbed when he died. When I felt like I had to get away, I escaped to HGTV and the Food Network, which thankfully had not cobbled together "how to repair your home after a terrorist attack" and "tasty treats for first responders." I just remember having this terrible need to ::do:: something, and having nothing I could do. I also spent a lot of time on the NY Times website, which did an astonishingly good job of updating. I wish I had found the Buffistas by then, because the one online group I was a member of turned into a snarling mess of people saying that the U.S. deserved to be bombed.
That was one nutty x-post.
runs away
