my parent's columbia house collection

sing along with mitch, herb alpert and the tijuana brass, sony and cher, lou rawls, otis redding, merle haggard, glenn campbell, roger miller, johnny cash. that's nine. i can't remember the other one. the day john lennon said the beatles were more popular than jesus is the day daddy stopped letting pop music into the house. except for sonny and cher. we got to watch them before we went to bed, but not laugh in. maybe it was the time, maybe it was chastity or i got you babe. i'd sneak out of the bedroom to see lily tomlin rock in her big chair with her little girl voice, and that weird guy on the clown bike that always ran into a pole or something and fall over. he was a perv. how do i know /gracious goodness hello/then? i guess it was the smothers brothers that he wouldn't let us watch, and red skelton. who painted clowns. who wore a red nose and pie hat. but i do remember laugh in  maybe we were older. they dropped the subscription to columbia house after the first automatic shipment. then they bought a set of  encyclopedias and a bookshelf to keep them on.but no one read them. one summer day we got the yearbook and i was bored. 1968's news was all there.. louis armstrong.