In fact, it’s such a lazy Sunday I’m only seeing in black-and-white. Or I’m just watching PERRY MASON, who happens to be showing off our Bow Tie o’ the Day. Perry is normally a tie guy, but he’s at a fancy art gallery party in this episode. Raymond Burr can wear a tux and bow tie to my house any time he’s able. Of course, he’s dead, so I don’t have to worry about what to feed him if he drops in.
I’ve been a huge PERRY MASON fan from about the minute I was born. The black-and-white presentation is part of its charm to me. And the characters! I’d go out with Hamilton Burger just to call him Ham Burger. Paul Drake is the suave-est wearer o’ sport coats I’ve seen on the small screen. And Perry and Della have wocka wocka chemistry going on. I could rave on about the show forever.
I’ve told Suzanne that if I’m ever in a coma she’s supposed to make sure the television is on 24/7 in my hospital room, just in case I can hear it. And the television is to play my fave tv shows constantly until I wake up from my coma or I die. PERRY MASON is first on the list of my approved coma-watching-worthy shows.
I’d round out my coma-TV list with COLUMBO, HILL STREET BLUES, THE CLOSER, MAJOR CRIMES, THE WIRE, HOMICIDE, IN PLAIN SIGHT, MOTIVE, and all the LAW & ORDER’s. And I’m sure I’ll waste plenty more time coming up with more shows for the coma-TV list.