I've seen a few of these sad little reminders of the DTV revolution around Brooklyn in the past few weeks, languishing on street corners with their mid-90s stickers (Weezer! Mean People Suck!) fading as they wait for the sanitation trucks to consign them to history. Time was when a kid who just moved to the big city could bring the TV/VCR combo from his parents' basement and be all set for entertainment, but that time has passed, and now I'm hanging on to mine only because I don't want to replace my VHS collection (Breaking Away and A Muppet Christmas Carol are the highlights). But then again, maybe my inability to tune into network TV with a UHF/VHF tuner will force me into more productive, stimulating pursuits (like blogging).
Forget the tube, I say! Instead, come sit in the glow of Brooklyn's literary lights at the monthly Franklin Park Reading Series, coming up next on Monday, July 20th. I went last week and was treated to a great hour's worth of readings that were neither dull nor pretentious, but hysterical, thoughtful, and touching. Alabama comedian Dan Fontaine kicked things off with a bit of autobiographical standup, which lead nicely into Rachel Shukert's reading of a riotous tale of European travles and trials. Felicia Sullivan closed out the evening with a chapter from her memoir of growing up in Borough Park, The Sky Isn't Visible From Here, a beautiful series of Coney Island scenes with her single mother. Attendence was good, but there's plenty of room for more, so make sure you don't miss the next event!