I actually paid money for this. An old NBC publicity slide. eBay. I hooked the negative scanner back up yesterday. This was first in line. It wasn’t much, but still don’t tell Jennie. I just get these impulses to collect Matlock stuff a couple of times a year and sometimes, when I have a little PayPal pocket money, I just give in. Goes way back. I have an autographed photo from Nancy Stafford I sent away for in 8th grade. Meant as much as the Elle Macpherson.
I always feel dumb at some point. But it’s 2016 and you’re supposed to embrace yourself. No Matlock shaming.
I’d put this at 1990 probably, maybe ’91. I’ll figure it out at some point. Can probably pinpoint the episode. I’m pretty sure I remember that shirt. It may be that tennis episode where Michelle tells a guy he’s a suspect because despite what he says he can’t be that good of a guy because he has an illegitimate kid. In 1990, if you fathered a kid out of wedlock, you could just as easily have murdered someone. It was wild to hear that. Things have changed. Things have changed a lot.
OK, so I decided I’d just go ahead and figure it out, but YouTube has apparently purged the full Matlock episodes that got me through a couple of months a couple of years back so I can’t be for sure, but I’d bet five bucks on it. Speaking of five bucks, I just put down a bid on a Seasons 1-4 DVD. See what I mean? It’s back! But hey, I wrote a blog post. That is technically constructive. So I think it’s OK. And the girls are watching good TV with me and that’d be something. They’d have to close their eyes every now and then. Not much. And I’m turning to TV a bit to feel OK about life, or as a reward I guess. Down time. Gotta stay sane. And Matlock is comforting. Matlock is great.