Every time people talk about that era of shows I get this mind numbing drugged flashback of the sheer volume of television I watched as a kid. The shows were always divided into my sister's shows and my shows though we sat next to each other and watched all of it. Happy Days and Laverne and Shirley were my sister's shows, MASH was my show. Mork and Mindy was also my sister's show, I remember I had this antipathy towards the name "Mindy" which made me hand it over to her. The Prisoner was my show, I think my sister was freaked out by people being swallowed by the balls. All Saturday morning cartoons were divided up as well but my memory of those is hazy. I remember lying on the floor in front of them aware that it was brilliantly sunny outside and I was possibly missing something by not being out there. The weekends were always stressful because I hated school so much I felt I had to suck every bit of pleasure out of a weekend I could before having to face Monday.