Smallville tomorrow night. I watch Glee and shows like the Big Bang Theory, but sometimes I wish it were 1964 again.
Even though I wasn't born yet the foundation was being laid for my formative years by great men like Sherwood Schwartz and his son Lloyd, creators of Gilligan's Island.
Remember when Kurt Russel guest starred as Jungle Boy?
Or what about the crate of radioactive vegetable seeds that Gilligan caught while he was fishing? Mary Ann developed telescopic vision from eating carrots that were in the crate and saw an ocean liner that was at least a hundred miles away from the lagoon.
Remember when the great Phil Silvers special guest starred to play Harold Hecuba, a producer down on his luck.
And who could forget quite possibly the greatest episode of the entire series, Don't Bug the Mosquitos. Folks have been coming to Corky's log for years from Google by using such search-terms as Bingo, Bango, Bango, and Irving.
I know Peter said in his last post that not everything has to have meaning, but I continue to find meaning in all 99 episodes of the series. I'm a little embarrassed for the folks who reviewed and panned Gilligan's Island back in the 1960's. It's a good thing that generation is on its way out.