First, I could deal with it when Back to the Future celebrated its 25th Anniversary:
Then it kind of stunned me when I found out Super Mario Bros was also 25 years old (watch the video on the linked site for some digital nostalgia):
And then! I found out Elmo from Sesame Street has been around for a quarter century:
But this was the last straw… the Chicago Bears Super Bowl Shuffle happened 5×5 years ago:
(Bonus Elmo and Ricky Gervais video after the jump) Read More
I’ve had some doozies of dreams lately. Alone, they probably don’t amount to much, but together… they still don’t probably amount to much. I just think the cast has been strange of late, so here they are, collected as an anthology, separated by photos, natch.
In this dream, David Duchovny and Tea Leoni were still together, and they happened to be the parents of my friend/boss Paul’s kids (his lists are begrudgingly featured on this very site). Does this mean that I subconsciously refer to them as such? WTF do I know?
Anytruthisoutthere, the family went to a campground where the parents and kids stayed on opposite sides. The twisted purpose of the camp was to make the parents forget about their kids as they are set off into the real world alone. Pretty Roald Dahl-type stuff here.
So as the weeks and months go by, the two tykes survive in the world with the help of a magical friend, played by John Travolta, looking exactly like he does above for his role in The Taking of Pelham 1-2-3. As he helps Paul’s kids find their way back to Dave and Tea, Dave and Tea slowly remember that they have kids they need to find. They prepare to leave the campground after six months, and the child-hating neighbors become suspicious. When readying to leave their house (must have been a fancy campground), everyone stares through their front windows at them. It was creepy, trust me.
This was kind of a quick snippet. In the dream, the TripleDoubleU was all in a tizzy because allegedly there was a quick nude scene in an old episode of Charles in Charge, featuring Nicole Eggert.
Way to go subconscious. Make dream nudity as geeky as possible.
I was back in high school in this dream, and the Principal from Parker Lewis Can’t Lose(season one coming to DVD June 30th – yay!) and the Janitor from Scrubs were my principal and janitor. And I caught them. Making out. And possibly more. I was having a bad day in the dream (of course), and after bearing witness to their deeds, I knew I had carte blanche. I whistled as I walked the halls, long after the class bells rang.
In this last bit, I was in a JC Penney for some reason. Everybody was dancing around like I was in some sort of musical. My brother appeared to me in the form of a Muppet and he lead me into the part of the store that basically was Sesame Street. This probably has to do with what I got him as a birthday gift, but still… weird.
INGREDIENTS: Peanut butter bagels, and probably my growing Twitter addiction (don’t believe my addiction… just check out my last three posts).
I have suddenly and not-so-inexplicably become obsessed with something from my youth. No, it’s not the Sesame Street Playset that I accidentally won on eBay (and will be giving to my brother for his upcoming birthday – glad he doesn’t read this blog, even though I always ask him to!)
It’s even better than that:
I completely forgot about them! And in doing research to try to find out more about the robots-in-disfries, I stumbled upon these guys and was further surprised:
McDino Changeables? Isn’t that going a little bit too far?
But how could I ever forget this crew:
I don’t know what’s been going on lately other than I haven’t been drinking as much (which I wrecktified last night), so I have a hard time falling asleep (which is probably a bad thing on a whole bunch of different levels).
Whatever this nostalgia malady is all about, I hope it ends soon.
…I just bid on some McDino Changeables…
If I was Clint Eastwood Dirty Harry, and I said to someone, “Go ahead… make my day,” and they pulled out their mobile phone with TripleDoubleU access (carefully) to show me this site, I’d let them go (y’know, because they made my day).
The site? Fuck You, Penguin. The reason why? See below.
Now I know it’s from another blogging community, and believe me, I’m not cheating on you my beloved WordPress. But I believe it is part of my duty to go out and explore, and return like Uncle Traveling Matt with news of my discoveries. It’s similar to how Detroit has better access to Canadian music, then shares it with the rest of the U.S. (As a Canadian may say, “Sore-y aboot Nickelback, eh?“)
SIDENOTE: On St. Patrick’s Day, the radio station Mix 96.7 was giving away an Elmo DVD to the first caller that could name the biggest movie star to ever come out of Ireland. Two people in row answered Mel Gibson. (There’s so many things wrong in just two sentences.)
But I digress… back to Fuck You, Penguin. (Not to be confused with my other Happy Find, Fuck Yeah! Ryan Gosling!)
In regard to this, the Baudet de Poitou Donkey, and there only being four hundred of them, FUP said:
Then there’s his tirade at a Porcupine in a tree:
I think the stuff is funny as shit poop. (Ever notice how most words double-o’s are funny for some reason? Poop, boobs, food… okay maybe just poop and boobs). You may not. And if you don’t, I’ll just call you a penguin.
Jay Leno is coming to Detroit as a part of his comedy stimulus plan, and even though city council person, Martha Reeves(of Martha and the Vandellas), doesn’t like the fact that he’s coming to the Palace of Auburn Hills, I have some alternatives to his idea.
1) This. Parade. Rocks. It’s exactly the kind of pick-me-up the ailing city of Detroit could use. Do you hear that ninjas? Come to Detroit!
2) If that doesn’t happen, then we could always use a Carl’s Brother Dave Jr. restaurant. We just started getting Sonic restaurants here, and it’s been bowlofmilkriffic!
3) I never thought I’d ever be saying this, but bring the comedic stylings of Ricky Gervais and Elmo to Detroit! They are a genius duo unmatched by any!