It looks like they have an All In The Family marathon.
Am I looking at the wrong page?
http://www.nickatnitestvland.com/schedule/index.jhtml?day=1&zone=1
I would recommend entire collections, but you may not have the time. You must read these, though:
“I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream”
“Deathbird”
“Shatterday”
“‘Repent, Harlequin,’ Said The Ticktockman”
“Paladin of The Lost Hour”
“The Man Who Rowed Christopher Columbus Ashore”
“Nedra at f:16”
And the one based on Cornell Woolrich, IIRC, “Tired Old Man.”
Some of my favorites. There are many others.
Sir Rhosis
And Morgyn, about your parents’ friends… you didn’t spend a lot of time around them did you? I mean, you’re fine, aren’t you? 
Sir
Okey Doke, I’m gonna stick up for Harlan. Manny years ago, he appeared for a lecture/reading in Chapel Hill, NC. This was before his current happy marriage. It appeared that he had a pursuing crush on me. I was taken with another. No details, and none to speak of, but I do want to say that he was charming, gentlemanly, and lovely witty as all get out. Not a whit of brusque idiocy. I’ve long admired his writing and intellect, and nothing about his advances dissuades that. I’m 5’3", and it was quite nice to, for once, see an articulate guy eye to eye. Since then, I just don’t see the cantankerous soul of lore.
Scotti, ya may have posted a story that furthered a rumor, but it was well placed here in that the truth was quickly unravelled.
You’re forgiven, Scotticher. Just don’t let it happen again! GROWL! 
Also known as “The Dilbert Dilemma”.
All kidding aside, I would recommend the first five on that list; I have yet to read the rest.
I’d also recommend any of the books which are compilations of his non-fiction essays and newspaper columns. He also once had a movie review column in The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction; you ought to be able to find back issues at SF stores and the local library.
If you like Star Trek, find his version of how his one and only Trek episode came to be aired, “The City on the Edge of Forever.” * You may come away thoroughly disillusioned about the characters of Gene Roddenberry and William Shatner. The book includes the entire original script. It would have have been astonishing to watch.
*That goddamn lunatic Richard C. Hoagland used that title for one of his own books! I wonder if Harlan knows…
[whine]But honey…I SAID it was probably apocryphal![/whine]
And when you read this one, make sure you read it aloud. It has such a wonderful rhythm to it that it just begs to be read aloud.
TVLand isn’t on C/F3, 18 anymore. Where are they?
To back up a point made by elelle, of course Harlan’s persona is just that, a persona for public consumption. HE knows how to promote himself. I’ve seen the man on Politically Incorrect describing, or attempting to describe, the love he feels for his wife Susan, and to listen to him speak of her is to know that the guy is a big softie at heart. I taped nearly all his Sci-Fi Buzz commentaries, and there are times when he is very open and frendly… but then he’ll snap your head off just to keep you in your place.
A big second To Euty’s comment, or better yet, listen to Harlan read it–love the line about “socially attuned Shipwreck Kelly’s”.
Sir Rhosis
Yep, Sir Rhosis, he’s a professional Gadfly, and more power to him for it. Again, I’ll attest to his extracurricular decency.
For those who don’t know, the “Glass Teat” essays are a wonderful introduction to the deconstruction of Media Pap. I think they were published in two volumes: any of Y’all know
where to plug in the proper ends?
They pre-empted the Hitchcock because of the recent death Carroll O’Connor. Well, I tried.
grin Met her long after the fact.
It may explain things a bit more to state that the Dad has apparently spent his whole life trying to exceed the sterotype of Scottish thriftiness . . .
I met Harlan last night at his book-signing at Pink’s. He was delightful! He was entertaining! He and his wife Susan drove up in Harlan’s '47 Packard about fifteen minutes late, parked at the curb in front of the stand and stayed until 10:30. He signed every book everyone brought. He read two of his stories: The first was “Prince Myshkin and Hold the Relish,” which is set at Pink’s. The second story will be the next issue of his Dark Horse comic book (it’s a comical re-telling of Ronald Colman’s attempt to get back to Shangri-La at the end of Lost Horizons). He is, again, one of the most entertaining readers and storytellers alive.
He brought a small duffel bag and everyone was curious as to what was inside and Harlan eventually revealed it to be a wooden, hand-made portable lectern or podium which he used to read his stories.
There was a quintessential Harlan Moment: Before he began reading his first story, he noticed there was some loud rock music coming from a garage behind Pink’s. He was concerned that no one would be able to hear him read. He actually went over to the garage door and banged on it, yelling at the people to turn the damn music down! He yelled, “The cops are here! They’re gonna arrest you!” (There were no cops.)
No response. He banged again and again and never got a response. Some others went over to bang on the door with him and there was never any response. I was in hysterics, laughing till I couldn’t breathe. He finally gave up and came back, theorizing that whomever it was, they were so stoned, they never heard him bang on the door. One of the others finally went around to the house itself and the music finally was shut off and Harlan read his story.
Harry Knowles of http://www.aintitcoolnews.com was there, but left early, I think because he realized he’d never get to talk to Harlan for very long because of the crowd (there were about 100 people at this tiny hot dog stand at any one time, including the regular patrons who did not know about the book-signing). Comic-book writer Len Wein was there and so was Walter Koenig.
Anyone who bought a hard-cover copy of The Essential Ellison for $34.95 got a $10 gift certificate to Pinks that was good for one day only. If you bought a soft-bound copy for $24.95, you got a $5 certificate. I bought a soft-bound copy. My certificate was numbered “103”, so I know they sold a lot of soft-bound books. The Essential Ellison is a huge book more than 1100 pages long, the oldest story dating back to 1949.
I ate a Chicago Dog (Polish sausage with chopped tomatoes, lettuce, relish and mustard) and onion rings and drank a Dr. Brown’s cream soda. With the certificate, the whole meal was only $.65. When Harlan left, he walked right by me as I was eating and I said, “Thanks for the free meal!” He laughed and patted my shoulder and went on to his car.
Yesterday was a good day.