Star Trek The Original Series

I have long been known as an original series Star Trek Trekker/Trekkie (either title is okay with me, but I don’t buy and wear costumes, nor do I attend Star Trek conventions these days). But as someone who was excited about J. J. Abrams taking on Star Trek and putting his stamp on it, I was as excited as anyone about a new addition to the franchise.

I was already acquainted with JJ because of Lost, and since his doing his version of Star Trek, I have also found I love his work on Revolution. Well, guess what, JJ Trek to me is just garbage. Now those who are new to it, who are not familiar with Gene Roddenberry’s vision, and his timeline (and canon) are understandably interested in this new version. However, we who love the original trek are not so much.

What it caused me to do, and which JJ would not be happy about, is that I decided to order the original series of which I have only a few videos, as well as all five of the movies. Today I got my set of DVDs of the original series, all 69 episodes, which I ordered by computer. It is advertised as enhanced, and is available on both DVD and Blu-Ray. I was guaranteed by every website I went to that it was true to the original series, just enhanced. Well, when one reads enhanced, one wonders exactly how enhanced it was – not wanting all the bells and whistles, but loving the original because of the great storylines and the very human aspect of those space farers, and the beings they met along the way.

I have to say I am completely pleased. First of all, it has been many years since I saw most of the original episodes, depending on my memory when I was with people who wanted to talk about it. So watching this is going to be a fairly new experience for me to see some of the episodes I have not seen for some 30-40 years.

The discs are set up to show the episodes by date it was first run. And tonight I watched the first three. In the process, I saw some things I had not remembered, particularly based on trying to get the series off the ground. I always thought Where No Man Has Gone Before was the first shown (after The Cage), but it was the third shown by television dates. So there were changes in the costumes, changes in the cast, and changes in makeup. There is a difference in some of the traditional thoughts about the show – like only red shirts got killed. I have always knows the traditional gold for officers, blue for medical, and red for engineering. Staff wore different colours of the non-stars in the show. But it was not like that in the beginning.

So the first three shows I watched, in order as they come out of the set (which is divided into three seasons) were The Man Trap, Charlie X, and Where No Man Has Gone Before.

In Man Trap, we had Kirk, Spock, Bones, Uhura, and Sulu. Kirk was wearing his gold shirt which we saw most of. Four men were killed – two were in blue, one was in gold, and one was in a uniform apparently worn by the maintenance people, coveralls, these in white with black accents.

In Charlie X, Kirk started out with the green wrap-around shirt with gold braid, ended in the gold shirt. Sulu was in blue. The only people killed were the men in the Antares, not seen on screen, but known when Charlie did it. All of the rest of the people who came to harm were not killed, thus the Thasians, when they came to the rescue, restored them all (even though all we actually saw was Janice Rand in her pink negligee reappear on the bridge). Again, we had Kirk, Spock, Bones, Sulu, and Uhura.

Finally, in Where No Man Has Gone Before, there was a different cast, and very different uniforms. Kirk, Spock, Sulu, we saw Scottie for the first time, and Dr. Mark Pike, who had been in the original pilot for The Cage. Nine people died at the beginning, but we never saw them. Uniforms were shirts with knitted turtle-neck type collars. They were worn outside the pants, and they wore belts to carry their lasers or other paraphernalia. Kirk and Spock wore greenish gold with green knit collars; Sulu and Dr. Pike in blue; Uhura was not there. Gary Mitchell, who was navigator, Scottie, and Lee Kelso, the pilot, were in pale golden tan shirts. Lee Kelso was the only other person killed on the episode (besides Gary Mitchell and the doctor, of course). And Spock has those eyebrows which went up at a strange angle, and looked quite funny. He also smiled a few times.

I decided to not watch that many tonight; I need to chew them up a few at a time. Tomorrow, when I begin disc two of the first season, the first show is The Naked Time. As I recall it from so long ago, I believe it will be the first one to have the complete cast (other than Chekov, who doesn’t show up until season two) in their regular parts, and wearing their regular uniforms, although I might expect Kirk to wear that green wrap-around again.

As for enhanced, it is excellent. I would say the biggest amount of work was done by Michael and Denise Okuda, working under the supervision of a man named Dave, and what they have done is take the old negatives, which were fading fairly fast, and had cuts and tears in them, and were colour-enhanced and repaired, along with giving us more views of the Enterprise 1701 from different angles than the static view of it simply passing in front of our eyes; there have been things like we would see Scottie cutting and all we would see were the sparks, but now we can see the laser beam leading to those sparks; the planets the Enterprise floated around in the outside shots, instead of just being red, blue, green, or yellow fuzzy orbs, now are seen with geographical differences, and clouds in the atmosphere. When you see the phasers, you don’t just see two blue lights out in front of the ship, but they look like moving lights as phasers would appear.

I cannot think of anyone better to do this work than Michael and Denise because I have long known them as two people who absolutely respect what we older folks fell in love with so long ago.

Finally, the musical score has been redone. Instead of the scratchy sounds from years ago, they have taken Alexander Courage’s original score, and re-recorded it with a 28-piece orchestra, and I think the original soprano singing, or if not the original, a woman who sounds very like the original. Along with that, they found the original tapes of William Shatner with the “……….these are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise……..” in his original voice.

Altogether, a beautiful experience, and one I am looking forward to continuing until I get all of the shows seen, and then very likely, I’ll go back and rewatch favourites from time to time.

Live Long and Prosper

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

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The Lowering of the Human Spirit

Lately, I have read a few books about humans in all sorts of dire circumstances. Particularly, I have looked at aspects of today, and compared to life as it was 50-60 years ago. I try to stay away from the news, whether on various TV channels, or even the newspaper. What I pick up mostly is when I go on-line, especially MSN which is my home page on this computer. Of course I have political friends who keep me updated on things going on in Congress, and what idiotic things some of these politicians are saying.

At the end of World War II, there was a general lowering of the human spirit when the US military opened the camps of Auschwitz, Dachau, Ravensbruck, and other camps where Jews, gypsies, the disabled, and various others were exterminated. People were astonished when they realized the depths of what was happening, and how many people died. Then, after the Japanese surrendered, and the Red Cross and Lady Mountbatten opened the internment camps in the Far East, especially those working on the Burma railroad, the human spirit went even lower when the atrocities became public that were done to Americans, English, Dutch, and Australians in that area of the world.

The thing is, stuff like this was known by many who simply shut their ears and eyes to it, not wanting to know, and blowing off what was told about these prisoner of war camps. Humans simply do not wish to believe the worst about themselves. Because, of course, every human being has within him/herself the capability of doing exactly the same thing to one another. Only the civilized can defeat that black side of themselves.

These things have happened in every war or police action since. Korea, Vietnam, the Middle East, the Gulf Wars. We turn our ears and eyes away from famines, bombers, stabbings, shootings, rapes, mistreatment of one another, and worse of all, of those who cannot take care of themselves. During the Afghanistan and Iraq wars, even we Americans who tout ourselves as being the most civilized people of all are guilty of atrocities and horrors. We turn aside and tell ourselves, I’m glad it is not me. And yet the day may come when it is “me”, and who will be there to care about “me”.

We may think to ourselves that politicians and those who buy them are not so bad when you look at one of the many embassies, or bombs in hotels in Jakarta or India, and breathe a sigh of relief that this is happening somewhere else. Poison in the subways of Tokyo? Not my problem. Bombs on the trains in Spain? Not my problem. Bombs in Dublin, or Belfast, or Paris, or London, or anywhere else in the world? Not my problem. Not to even speak about the bombs in Moscow or places where most Americans believe everyone is not worthy of our thoughts. Not our problem.

The thing is, it would be so much better if everyone learned to be tolerant of everyone else – to show kindness and compassion and love to all. There are a huge lot of people who do this all over the world, every day. But there are more who are surly, unfriendly, hateful, destructive – and who makes the newspaper, the television, the radio? What sells the news? What does the man sitting in his recliner drinking on his beer think about it? He yells about how horrible “they” are. The woman who is shopping cares more about what she is going to make for dinner. The youth tarting up for a great night out, a good concert, that cute person they might meet in the library, only care if their teeth are clean or if they smell nice. The gangsters standing on the corner only care if they can remain king of the neighborhood.

I don’t know about the rest of you, but I have become so inured to hearing about evils done by other human beings that sometimes I find it difficult to care too. And I hate that that has become a reality for way too many of us.

I know that each one of us, working alone, can not take on the saving of the world. It will take all of us, working together, to bring about some sort of peace and stability to this planet. Each of us needs to simply do our part, think with some common sense.

As I write these words, I realize that it is just too overwhelming to believe that anyone can do anything at all. We are at the mercy of those who lead us, at those who would bring us down, at those who are so afraid they will lose their importance, their leadership, their selfishness, and frankly, maybe it is easier to sit back, keep your head down, don’t interfere, and save your own butt. I know I am tempted every day to just sit and watch television, read books, drink my coffee, stay inside and don’t interact with anyone. I feel helpless.

But what I do try to do everyday is get out and mix with my neighbors. Smile at them, talk to them, ask if anyone needs my help. Be pleasant, don’t start arguments, thank those who give me help, even if it is a clerk or a bus driver. If just one of those people I have been pleasant to has a happier day because of it, then who knows how many people that one will touch, and pass on the same sort of pleasantness, niceness, compassion.

I would like every single person who reads this to think about this when you go out tomorrow. Be pleasant to everyone you meet, even if you have to pin a smile on your face, and bite your tongue if someone is rude to you. I think by the end of the day, you might actually feel good about yourself, and more at peace with what you have done.

I know on Facebook, we often have days among us set aside as a day for doing Random Acts of Kindness. Then we tell one another what we have done that day.

Try to make everyday a random act of kindness day. A pay-it-forward day. If that is difficult, try to set one day aside each week and tell yourself “today I am going to be kind to everyone I meet, smile, refuse to allow anything or anyone to bring me down”. If you can do that one day a week, then in a month or so, you may find yourself doing it two days a week, then four days a week, then six days a week, and finally, you will be so used to it you will do it every day of your life. One smile, one act of kindness, will ripple.

I know, I don’t want to smile at the man who is trying to force the XL Pipeline, or fracking, or such things, but rather than be surly or make a face at him, or cursing him out, at least just walk away. Soon, you might even see that if everyone does that, they might get the drift of how unpopular they are. Just don’t be violent.

I know as well that this whole thing probably sounds absurd, and soppy, and impossible, and silly. Still, try it and see what happens. Just bitching about things that bother you to someone else might ruin their day, and that might spread as well.

I remember an anecdote I read about a woman who goes into a store with her daughter, and proceeds to run down everything she looks at, is rude to the sales folk, gripes about quality, or prices, or that she isn’t being treated like she wants to be. As she and her daughter are leaving the store, she happens to glance in a mirror and says “Do you see that face?” They gave it to me in this store. And the daughter calmly says, “no, mother, you walked into the store with that face.”

Just remember, I love you all, and I hope that knowing at least one person has told you they love you will help you get past the next one who acts like they don’t.

Let us not turn out to be the next group of people who cause, or ignore, the next Dachau, Auschwitz, Burma railway, bombing in a hotel in New Delhi or Nairobi.

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

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Life in General

Just lately, I’ve been doing a lot about thinking about life and the future, not that I have any special insight on the future, but several people who I either know personally, or know through my interaction with lots of people, have died, and at the age of 73, even though I am in good health, I have started wondering why I keep tilting at windmills. I have been considering getting my knees replaced, I have been trying to fight 50-year-old battles that I have fought before, and making plans like I’m going to live another 50 years or so. I’m not being morbid about it, but realistically, who knows how much time I have left on this earthly plane – at least this time around. But I keep stressing myself out over the political state of this country, the hatred in so many hearts, the loss of women’s rights by men who have no clue as to what women really want, and/or feel.

I have spent money on political donations, and for health reasons I don’t really have or need, as though things were never going to change for me. I have managed, though, to spend a little on myself. And I have had some pleasure doing so. I have a new Belleek baking dish I bought from QVC on St. Patrick’s Day, which I have used and will again. I bought a Killarney crystal key chain with Irish symbols on it which I plan to turn into a charm bracelet, less a Christian cross which I gave to my best friend because she is a Catholic, and the stones were the colour of her birthstone. I have bought some DVDs from TCM, and this weekend I want to buy the Star Trek original series set of all of the episodes. I want to buy a printer, and an easy/rocking chair, and I want to take a last trip to my hometown of Corpus Christi, TX, with Joyce, to see my sister perhaps one last time, and visit the city I grew up in.

After I saw a doctor about my knees, I learned I would first need to get all of the rest of my teeth removed because there is a danger of infection while getting the knees replaced, and then I heard from a friend who had her knees replaced that she was now regretting it – that there are problems with them. So I started thinking about my age and how many years I could reasonably keep living as long as my health remains good. But you never know when a heart attack will take you out, or if you are going to get run over by a bus. So I have decided that I love my apartment (which I already knew), I have actually learned how to relax and just live and be happy, and that I can stop thinking about “improvements” I don’t really need. Besides, and I’m trying to be funny here, and not morbid, I have the picture of having to pay out a lot of money for things not really needed to live another 20 or 30 or even 50 years – and the picture that comes to mind is that when I am dead, I will be cremated and my ashes thrown to the wind over water, and those damn knee replacements would just be laying in those ashes, intact. Funny image – right?

Politically, I have been so active for so many years, and have fought so many battles, and here I am, in 2014, watching the same things happen I saw in 1964. And I think, certainly I will vote as long as I can, and I will talk individually to friends and strangers about what would make everything better, and I realize that, of course, it will take my generation’s dying out to really see the changes fulfilled – by the generation of my granddaughter – the ones who have not been taught to hate, to see differences in people, to understand that not all religious or spiritual views of the world are the same for everyone. And that there needs to be more tolerance in people if everyone is to be equal and not let creeds or colour or language separate us. And really, my generation, born in 1940 and perhaps into the 50s and early 60s (the next one after mine), are the ones who lived through those dark times before Civil Rights Acts and sexual tolerance, and spiritual beliefs acceptance started to become the norm. So even if there are still a few around who are still living the way they were taught by their grandparents, most of youth is much more open-minded, and more likely to accept the changes.

I mean, think about it, women got the right to vote, eighteen-year-olds got the right to vote, homosexuals are getting the right to marry, marijuana has been voted legal in a number of states, and Christianity is not the only religion in America – I think it is probably a minority any more. Faster travel and media and social networks have introduced all of us to different people and different languages and different ways of life, and all these things have come to pass in spite of those who would try to stop them. Things do come to be accepted over time, and fighting back against them causes only angst.

The ACA closes its open enrollment at the end of this night (or at the equivalent of March 31 midnight wherever you are). Is the House going to keep trying to vote it out? What are they up to now? Fifty-five or fifty-six attempts? What are they going to do starting tomorrow in an attempt to make themselves look busy? Why do people keep wasting their times trying to stop things that are going to happen, no matter what anyone does?

Well, I would love to live to see hatred and discontent and war mongers, and all the things that are wrong in this country, and in this world, go away. I would love to see the most wealthy learn that having money does not make them better than you and me, even if we cannot afford to buy the cadillacs and yachts and mega-mansions that they have. I would love to see more tolerance for the disabled and infirm and old, and the realization that we are this way because of life itself. At 73, I cannot feel sorry for myself – I have earned every year of my age, and it is better than the alternative. Life is sacred, but worthless, if you age going to go through it mad and depressed and full of stress. Learn to love what you have, and if you want it a little better, be thankful you have the ability and time to get it all better. Just don’t make the mistake of thinking you have to have money to get there.

You know what most of the wealthy think? They are pretty unhappy, overall, and that is because they get to a point where they are afraid they are going to lose a dollar. For many, it is down to that simple thought that drives them crazy.

I have learned to live without much money. But I have a place to live, plenty of food, all the clothes I could ever wear, and many “things” that I don’t necessarily need, except they make me happy.

So politics, money, religion – they all come down to the same thing. Learn to live, learn to enjoy what you have, learn mostly to tolerate everyone else and their desire for the same things. Life is much too short to worry about the little things. And please note, if you are reading this, you either have a computer, or access to one, and are probably not among those who are hungry or homeless or naked. And if someone you know is, reach out and touch them. You don’t have to lose everything you have by doing so.

And remember God/dess said, to him/her is given the most, from him/her more is expected.

I love you all.

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

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George Donaldson

On Wednesday, the world lost a wonderful man. More important, Carolyn lost a beloved husband and Sarah a much loved father. It was wise, perhaps, that the news didn’t get out until today because it gave the family time to grieve and handle grievous requirements. I hope the family is not having to undergo unwanted fan attention at this horrific time in their lives.

I understand that Celtic Thunder is the love of many people’s lives – they were a very important group to me for some time. I was astounded at the popularity and love for the group, a phenomenon which I had not seen since the Beatles fifty years ago. I devoted a year of my life to them in blogs and interacting with other fans. I was blessed to see them early on while they were the original group. And through them I discovered many other singers and bands.

Let us all mourn for the loss of a wonderful man and singer, and feel completely blessed that we got to know him. Give his family and friends some space to mourn and learn to deal with his leaving us all at an early age. I know his fans feel like part of that family, and rightly so, but think first of his wife and daughter, and grieve with them while giving them freedom to deal with their sorrow.

We have his voice on recordings, both audio and visual, and know the world is better off for his having lived.

We love you, George.

Carol Step
Austin, TX

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A Letter in the Austin American-Statesman 3/11/14

The following letter appeared in the Austin, TX American-Statesman newspaper on March 11, 2014. I did not write one single word in this letter, but I felt like it should get better coverage than just appearing in the local newspaper. The writer has perhaps sent the letter to other newspapers, but I thought my blog page might reach a wider audience since I have readers all over the globe. I very much agree with every single word Mr. Gooding wrote. I have not asked Mr. Gooding if I could do this, but I will be sending him an email letting him know I did, and if he requests I take it down, I will do so immediately. Again, not one word in this letter is mine, nor am I receiving any compensation of any kind for copying it here.

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

From the Austin American-Statesman of March 11, 2014, written by Mr. Don Gooding of Rockdale, TX

View in mirror not pretty (Statesman’s title for the letter)

We are truly an exceptional nation. Politicians send our troops into harm’s way and spare no expense in waging war but can’t find money to facilitate the needs of returning veterans. We send billions of dollars to foreign countries to help their needy but can’t find the money to feed our own needy.

We pride ourselves on our democratic values of voting rights and equal treatment under the law and then suppress voting with trumped up accusations and deny equal treatment of the LGBT community. We hold Christian values above all things and yet consider the poor, the elderly and the infirm as “parasites” and “takers”. We value guns more than our children. We are a country of bigots, haters, liars and plutocrats. Yes, we are exceptional, but are we proud of what we are?

Don Gooding

Again, I am in total agreement with Mr. Gooding’s words, as I have written over and over here and elsewhere. Today I wanted to let you know that another person feels the same way I and many others do these days, and he says it quite eloquently.


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Grammy Salute to the Beatles

Yesterday, I finally watched the show which was aired on February 9, 2014, The Grammy Salute to the Beatles. I had taped it because the Olympics were on that night, and I always watch the Olympics.

My first thrill was seeing Danny Harrison playing guitar with some of the musical artists. He looks so much like his dad, especially in profile. Absolutely thrilling, and George was my favourite Beatle.

I was 23 when the Beatles came to America. I had been a country-western fan for several years during my days in Las Vegas, NV prior to this show. I had been a huge fan of rock and roll when it began in 1954, but because I lived in a very religious family, I was not allowed to dance, or to attend things that would have given me more exposure other than the radio. So when I moved to Las Vegas, and got involved in a dude ranch, the Day Dream Guest Ranch, I worked among cowboys and horses, even joined two Horse Riding organizations, Paradise Valley Horseman’s Association, and Nevada State Horseman’s Association, and, of course, was around country music. I even sang with a small local (not famous) country-western band, and was in the way of meeting quite a few of the country-western artists of the day.

So it was not until I left Nevada in April, 1964, that I got out of that influence, and in 1965, really got into the whole British Invasion, dancing, running a merchant seamen’s bar in Corpus Christi, TX. By that time, the Beatles, the Stones, the Dave Clark V, the Animals, and many, many more musicians caught my ear. I had heard much of the music already, but it wasn’t until I got into the wild side of life in CC that the music started living in my soul.

The Beatles were a huge part of that life, of course, even though I had faves within other bands, including a few that died early, like Brian Jones. But the Beatles definitely represented the feeling of the day, and the craziness of those times.

So many of the artists in this salute were so very good. I had not known much about Maroon 5, but Adam Levine was exceptional. So were Annie Lennox, Keith Urban, and Joe Walsh. I did not care for Katie Perry, but I just haven’t much liked her anyway, so her rendition of Yesterday was better than I expected.

I know only Yoko Ono and Olivia Harrison were introduced from the audience, but I saw several of Paul’s children, Julian Lennon, and what were probably grandchildren. I don’t know if Ringo had any children. I never heard, and have never looked it up. His wife, Barbara Bach, looked good, as did Paul’s wife. It is just so sad that Linda was not still alive with him, because she was his greatest love (although I always thought he should have ended up with Jane Asher all those years ago).

Julian Lennon did not appear. He said it would be like clapping hands to a Karaoke performance of Beatles music.

I could have done without all the shots on Yoko Ono dancing out in front of everyone, but her things was always to be in the spotlight. I also missed the song Imagine, but, of course, it didn’t belong in the show because John did that long after the Beatles broke up and he went out on his own.

Philosophically, I felt my age, yet at the same time, I felt young again. The Beatles were not a band in the world for more than about 2-3 years, though they came together a couple of times after the official break up. It is amazing to me to know that 100 years from now, the Beatles will still be remembered, and their music will still stand up to time. Who else can claim that distinction – at least in rock/pop music. The Stones keep touring because they want to keep their music up. Frank Sinatra is the only other musician who has stood in my thoughts long after his career ended and he retired.

I was angered when John was shot. How dare any person believe themselves the one to take out a man who was loved by so many. John was more important to me after not being a Beatle than when he was a Beatle, but I will always believe in his influence as a Beatle.

Yes, I have several of the Beatles’ releases on CD. I had all of their records at one time, but the records went the way of record players, sold in garage sales and such, over a period of time. Sometimes we think we have outgrown something when in reality we find out we didn’t. I don’t buy much music these days, because I have so much already. I have other music on CD from those days, but the Beatles (and Bob Dylan) are the ones I play when I want to listen to some 60s music.

All in all, it was a wonderful show, and great tribute, and I could feel the love in that room coming through my TV set. Paul doesn’t seem to be losing his voice, though it seemed he had to strain a bit. Ringo, who is several months older than I am, though, didn’t seem to have lost any of his liveliness, and his voice is even a bit better than it was back in the day. Yellow Submarine and I Get By With a Little Help from my Friends were both especially exciting and fun. The finale of Hey Jude was just fantastic, with all those singers and musicians out on the stage, and I loved that Annie was wearing her HIV Positive shirt on stage.

I will never say goodbye to the Beatles to my dying day. They will live forever in my heart and soul, and I hope to see more of Danny.

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

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Sochi Olympics closing – Daytona 500

Well, the 2014 Winter Olympic Games are over, and they successfully were held without any serious political problems. A Russian skier was badly injured in a skiing practice on the 15th, and after surgery, in Germany, she has no feeling from her navel down. She is hopeful, however, that she will walk again.

The closing ceremonies were interesting, and beautiful. I enjoyed the salutes to composers, writers, and artists was beautiful, though the upside down town was a bit weird, and I found myself contemplating how those actors were attached so they could stand upside down for their part of the show. The rush of blood to their heads must have been uncomfortable, but I would have been afraid I would fall out of my shoes. I also did not know Marc Chagall was Russian – I thought he was French.

I loved that winners of the Russian teams carried the Russian flag in. It was fun to see Evgeney Plushenko, perhaps for the last time.

Also pretty was the turning over of the Olympic flag to the nation hosting the 2018 Olympics in South Korea, Pyeongcheng, I think it is. The Korean woman singing was beautiful. I wept a tear when the Russian Bear blew out the Olympic flame, and after that, I changed the channel to Fox to see the last of the Daytona 500.

I know there was going to be a late show, but I figured it would have been about the athletes dancing to various bands. Which might have been weird since Russia is not known for lots of pop music. Probably missed something good.

However, it was well-worth it to me to see the last of the Daytona 500 because my beloved Dale Earnhardt Jr. won. His second Daytona, his first win for a long time. And with the new way of scoring for the Chase, I understand he is virtually already in. Not that I can figure out the new rules yet. But I will.

As after college football was over, I feel the same way after the Olympics. What is left for TV. But I was happy on Monday night when I learned that my old guilty pleasure was back, Dallas, and I enjoyed watching the reruns leading up to the new season; then on Tuesday I saw Rizzoli and Isles reruns, leading up to the new season (still not sure about R&I), and tonight, Revolution restarts, I found out today that the FX series The Americans are back tonight. So things are not lost, and I am glad to know there is good TV on again.

Well, Sunday NASCAR races and college football begins again in September. So I’ll survive. And in the meantime, I’ve got politics to keep me busy.

Carol Stepp
Austin, TX

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