Newsday TV Book, July 30-August 5, 1978.

Here's another issue from 1978, coming into the dog days of August. The next issue I have (with Battlestar Galactica featured on the cover, and an article within by Isaac Asimov explaining why BG is a bunch of vapid mind-rot) is from mid-September, so the daily schedules should change quite a bit in-between. My childhood crush, Kristy McNichol, smiles reluctantly from the cover.

In the cover story, Kristy says she digs disco dancing, can't relate to freaky groups like KISS, and thinks of the time her dog was killed when she is required to cry on demand. She also mentions rejecting scripts with sex in them, some eight months before "Little Darlings" began shooting. (She must have preferred the edited-for-TV version.)

In the TV Line, S.S. of Hempstead was hoping for devils but got wingwalking starlets instead. Also, Charo's nombre de realidad is revealed, as well as celebrity daughters, sisters and wives.

Ah, the offbeat offerings of the early days of Cable TV Highlights.

I love any old ad with clip art, particularly if there are wieners involved.

Sunday morning (and some afternoon).

I mainly include this page of ads for the "fashion pacesetter in Nassau," Lillettes Bridals of Baldwin, and their love affair with Long Island brides.

Here's all day Monday.

Record World (and the Record Shops at TSS) invited readers to "meet Cheryl Ladd, the singer." It was their way of announcing the release of her album, but I suspect more than one lonely LI fella with poor reading comprehension showed up expecting to find her there in person, wrapped in a satin jacket. In fact, all they were getting was a measly chance to win a poster too big to hold up with one hand. What a gyp!

I include the early Thursday listings just for the close-up on a PBS airing of an old Edward R. Murrow interview with Groucho Marx, around the first anniversary of his death. I have this episode of Person to Person on a DVD set (I think).

Reinhard's in Bayville sure sounds like a neat place to spend the day, even lacking a seafood restaurant as it did at this time...

Friday night's late sched has a Sudduth drawing of Woody Allen, and the usual selection of illuminating John Cashman movie reviews.

S, A, T-U-R, D-A-Y... Night! (And morning, and afternoon, and evening.)

Stay tuned for the next issue, so you can compare and contrast the changes in broadcast schedules. Provided, of course, that you are a complete lunatic. (I'm looking forward to it, m'self! Coo-coo!)