A Sunday morning in January


Sitting in my living room on a Sunday morning watching the weekend “In the Heat of the Night” marathon. It’s like the last sixteen years never happened. Except:

  • The marathon is on WGN now instead of TNT.
  • I’m watching it from Greensboro rather than San Francisco.
  • Both my TV and my living room are much bigger now.
  • I’m not really craving cheap sex and didn’t watch anyone else having it last night.

There are probably several other minor changes too, but my coffee is ready now so they’ll have to wait.