Umbert meets Hawaii Five-O

For reasons that escape me at the moment (this happened long ago), when I was young my girlfriends and I were avid fans of the television show Hawaii Five-O. When the older sister of one of my very best friends got to be an extra on the show, we went nuts. We gathered at my friend's house, and watched even more avidly than usual, just so we could catch the probably less than two seconds her older sister was on television being run into by one of the main characters. Yep. Her job was to be an obstacle - and a source of shopping bags and stuff flying through the air - to make a footchase scene a bit more dramatic. And we were thrilled to death for her. (Did I mention we were young?)

We also, like many other folks in that time period, found just all sorts of excuses to say Book him, Danno! (or some variation thereof). It was fun.

How nice to know I appear to be in good company. Heh.

Hmmm. I haven't seen an episode of Hawaii Five-O in years and years. Should I leave it parked on the happy-but-vague-memories shelf, I wonder, or should I keep my eyes open for a chance to watch it again? Hmmm....