Saturday, July 26, 2008

my psychotic childhood, part 1 of many

So, I was thinking back on all the shows I used to watch as a kid...and, wow, that shit was fucked up. I mean, of course I watched all the old school Nickelodeon stuff: Hey Dude, Salute Your Shorts, Are You Afraid of the Dark?, etc etc. Those were hokey and all, but good, clean fun. But, there were others...oh, were there others.

I sometimes wonder if my mom wasn't raising my sister and I to be drug addicts. Really, trying to explain some of the shit I watched when I was little makes me feel like Example one: Hugga Bunch, the movie. Have you ever WATCHED that shit? What in the world? "Grandma is going in a home kids, because we are too selfish to take care of her! What's that, young one? You try to save grandma by going into a different world by passing through a mirror and there are all these creatures there that just want to hug you? And then you try to use their help to steal young berries from the queen so Grams won't have to be old and a total burden on us? But then you fucking trip like a dumbass and spill all the berries on the ground and ruin them?" This is what happens when people in the '80's get high on crack make a movie. Or when old people get pissed at their kids for putting them in homes. Yep, propaganda.

Example two: Calling all Safety Scouts. No one, and I mean, no one else I have ever talked to has ever heard of this. There aren't even videos on You Tube for god's sake. This is some Canadian program with puppets that teaches kids how to be safe (at home, on the farm, at school). And these puppets are freaky as a castle freak! Seriously, there was this cat who looked like he was completely strung out and he thalked een a rhassssphy voisssse...horrifying. I was actually so scared of him when I was little that I would hide under the covers. There were alway puppets getting hurt, and watching puppets get hurt, well, is a little strange in and of itself. And then there was that damn squirrel who always needed a reminder to be safe. Do you really need a voiceover to remind you not to eat random berries growing on the side of the road or to play with bottles marked poison?! Damn! Natural selection would have gotten that bitch years ago. Oh, and when someone is safe, they get a Safety Scout badge. This is really just setting kids up to expect something they are never going to get. Newsflash: The reward for being safe is getting to FUCKING STAY ALIVE.

And these are just the crazy puppet ones. Don't get me started on David the Gnome, Wee Sing/Sillyville, or Smurfs.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

independence


Nothing says a classy Independence Day celebration like fireworks at 12:30pm, having you garage door eternally open, and having your friends? sleep in tents on the side of your house. Oh, or setting fireworks off randomly for two weeks prior to the 4th. Our neighbors are definitely the classiest people on the block. (Image used for simulation. Our neighbors are classier, per my definition, than this image).

In other news, it was a good 4th for us. Friends and some downtown fireworks. Note to self: Do not park at the Zoo. Additional note to self: Do not play 20 questions with Andy.

Friday, July 4, 2008

great American concert

Andy and I went to see Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers last night...and it was, of course, amazing! It was a fun, good ol' American rock concert, right before Independence Day. It made me feel quite American, and the Bud Light and Bud tall boy cans everywhere just added to the good ol' American feeling. I was feeling very nearly patriotic.

Tom Petty is just awesome. I am sure he was baked last night or at least suffering from years of being so. Maybe there were a few missed notes while they got back in the groove, but it was fuckin' Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers! They played nearly all their classics. Of course "Mary Jane's Last Dance" received quite a reception. Tom Petty said he had been waiting two years to play that song her again. Here is the (minorly creepy) video, for all those who love Indiana references in song or just love great rock:

Creeps Creeps

Additionally, gotta give love to Steve Winwood. He was rockin' as well!

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