Flashback entry woooo
This was posted on my old blog back in 2003.
Last night my brother Nick and I were having a conversation about the TV shows we used to watch as children. My brother is about five and a half years younger than me, btw. Anywhoozle, I was laughing so hard at this. I was downstairs in the living room and he came down from his room and I don’t remember what exactly I was doing, but he said to me, “What shows were on Snick?” Snick, if you don’t know, was Saturday Night Nickelodeon, which was on when I was about twelve, thirteen years old, in the early ‘90s.
“Um. ‘Are You Afraid of the Dark,’” I said.
“Oh my god! Yes! That show was the bomb!” he shouted.
“Remember that one episode where there was the dollhouse and the chick was turning into a doll?” I said.
“And there was the one episode with the girl who was visiting … like, her grandmother or something, and in the attic was a chest with a riding jacket--”
“I remember that!” I squealed. “It was a red riding jacket.”
“-yeah, it was a red riding jacket. And when she put it on there was a secret passage out of her grandmother’s attic window and then she was all like ‘I have to feed the hooouuuunds!’”
“And there was that little fox in that episode,” I remembered.
“Yeah, and I think the hounds chased the fox or something … Wasn’t that the show where they were all around the campfire…?” Nick wondered. “And they’d throw something on the fire to make it go like ‘foomph.’”
“Yeah, they’d throw this powder on the fire, and the fire would get brighter,” I said.
“What other shows were there?” he wondered. He thought for a moment. “What was that one that was on the ranch?” he asked.
“’Hey Dude,’” I answered.
“Yeah!” he said. “I remember almost everyone on that show … there was Brad, and Melanie, and Danny… who else was there?”
“There was that one brown-haired tomboy chick … what was her name?” I wondered. “And I think the chick who played Melanie is married to Ben Stiller now.”
“She was Marcia Brady,” said my brother (meaning in the movies from the ‘90s, not the show).
My mom was also downstairs. “What was that one that had Seth Green… Pete and Pete,” she said.
“Seth Green was never in Pete and Pete,” Nick said.
“Older Pete was played by … Michael somebody-er-nother,” I said. “I can’t remember who played Younger Pete.”
“Younger Pete had the tattoo,” said Nick. He stretched out his arm and turned it. “’Dance, Petunia, dance!’”
I squealed with delight. “I remember that!” I said. “Man.” (Oh! I just remembered something else about that show just now. “You’re a girl, and you’re my friend … but are you my girlfriend?”)
“’Wild and Crazy Kids,’” said my brother, suddenly, with reverence. “Oh, man, that was great.”
“That was the one that had Cuba Gooding Jr’s little brother,” I said.
“There were two guys and a girl,” he said.
“There were two girls,” I said.
“No, there were two guys and one girl.”
“No,” I insisted. “There was that dark-haired chick and then she left and then there was that red-haired chick. I liked the red-haired chick.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” said my brother. “I thought you meant at the same time. Yeah, you’re right. And they had like … fifty kids on each team, they were like colored teams… the green team, the fuchsia team … “
“The aquamarine team,” I laughed.
“Yeah, the aquamarine team. ‘Good job there, Green Team! Way to go there, Fuchsia Team! Keep at it, Aquamarine Team!’ Oh, god dammit. That was like the best show. There was this one time where everyone was chewing gum and they were putting it on piles to see who could make the biggest pile of chewed gum, and you could see the spit dripping off of it. It was totally gross. …Omar Gooding!” he said, remembering the name of Cuba Jr’s little brother. “… Hey, what was that show that was at, like, the summer camp…?”
“’Salute Your Shorts,’” I said.
Nick’s tone changed to one of reverence. “Oh, THAT was the best goddamn show on the whole goddamn station.” He proceeded to sing part of the theme song and I joined in on the second line.
“’Camp Anawana
We hold you in our hearts
And when we think about you
It makes me wanna fart!’”
“’It’s “I hope we never part!” Now get it right or pay the price!’” we both quoted in unison.
“What was the counselor’s name?” my brother tried to remember.
“Ug Lee,” I said.
“Ug!” he said. “And there was that fat kid, what was his name?”
“Donkeylips,” I said.
“Yeah, Donkeylips! Donkeylips always wanted to run amok. ‘Can we run amok? I wanna run amok. Can we run amok?’”
There was more of the conversation, but my fingers are getting tired, but we also talked about You Can’t Do That on Television, Double Dare (with Marc Summers), What Would You Do (also with Marc Summers), and The Secret World of Alex Mack. (I never really got into Alex Mack.)
Last night my brother Nick and I were having a conversation about the TV shows we used to watch as children. My brother is about five and a half years younger than me, btw. Anywhoozle, I was laughing so hard at this. I was downstairs in the living room and he came down from his room and I don’t remember what exactly I was doing, but he said to me, “What shows were on Snick?” Snick, if you don’t know, was Saturday Night Nickelodeon, which was on when I was about twelve, thirteen years old, in the early ‘90s.
“Um. ‘Are You Afraid of the Dark,’” I said.
“Oh my god! Yes! That show was the bomb!” he shouted.
“Remember that one episode where there was the dollhouse and the chick was turning into a doll?” I said.
“And there was the one episode with the girl who was visiting … like, her grandmother or something, and in the attic was a chest with a riding jacket--”
“I remember that!” I squealed. “It was a red riding jacket.”
“-yeah, it was a red riding jacket. And when she put it on there was a secret passage out of her grandmother’s attic window and then she was all like ‘I have to feed the hooouuuunds!’”
“And there was that little fox in that episode,” I remembered.
“Yeah, and I think the hounds chased the fox or something … Wasn’t that the show where they were all around the campfire…?” Nick wondered. “And they’d throw something on the fire to make it go like ‘foomph.’”
“Yeah, they’d throw this powder on the fire, and the fire would get brighter,” I said.
“What other shows were there?” he wondered. He thought for a moment. “What was that one that was on the ranch?” he asked.
“’Hey Dude,’” I answered.
“Yeah!” he said. “I remember almost everyone on that show … there was Brad, and Melanie, and Danny… who else was there?”
“There was that one brown-haired tomboy chick … what was her name?” I wondered. “And I think the chick who played Melanie is married to Ben Stiller now.”
“She was Marcia Brady,” said my brother (meaning in the movies from the ‘90s, not the show).
My mom was also downstairs. “What was that one that had Seth Green… Pete and Pete,” she said.
“Seth Green was never in Pete and Pete,” Nick said.
“Older Pete was played by … Michael somebody-er-nother,” I said. “I can’t remember who played Younger Pete.”
“Younger Pete had the tattoo,” said Nick. He stretched out his arm and turned it. “’Dance, Petunia, dance!’”
I squealed with delight. “I remember that!” I said. “Man.” (Oh! I just remembered something else about that show just now. “You’re a girl, and you’re my friend … but are you my girlfriend?”)
“’Wild and Crazy Kids,’” said my brother, suddenly, with reverence. “Oh, man, that was great.”
“That was the one that had Cuba Gooding Jr’s little brother,” I said.
“There were two guys and a girl,” he said.
“There were two girls,” I said.
“No, there were two guys and one girl.”
“No,” I insisted. “There was that dark-haired chick and then she left and then there was that red-haired chick. I liked the red-haired chick.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” said my brother. “I thought you meant at the same time. Yeah, you’re right. And they had like … fifty kids on each team, they were like colored teams… the green team, the fuchsia team … “
“The aquamarine team,” I laughed.
“Yeah, the aquamarine team. ‘Good job there, Green Team! Way to go there, Fuchsia Team! Keep at it, Aquamarine Team!’ Oh, god dammit. That was like the best show. There was this one time where everyone was chewing gum and they were putting it on piles to see who could make the biggest pile of chewed gum, and you could see the spit dripping off of it. It was totally gross. …Omar Gooding!” he said, remembering the name of Cuba Jr’s little brother. “… Hey, what was that show that was at, like, the summer camp…?”
“’Salute Your Shorts,’” I said.
Nick’s tone changed to one of reverence. “Oh, THAT was the best goddamn show on the whole goddamn station.” He proceeded to sing part of the theme song and I joined in on the second line.
“’Camp Anawana
We hold you in our hearts
And when we think about you
It makes me wanna fart!’”
“’It’s “I hope we never part!” Now get it right or pay the price!’” we both quoted in unison.
“What was the counselor’s name?” my brother tried to remember.
“Ug Lee,” I said.
“Ug!” he said. “And there was that fat kid, what was his name?”
“Donkeylips,” I said.
“Yeah, Donkeylips! Donkeylips always wanted to run amok. ‘Can we run amok? I wanna run amok. Can we run amok?’”
There was more of the conversation, but my fingers are getting tired, but we also talked about You Can’t Do That on Television, Double Dare (with Marc Summers), What Would You Do (also with Marc Summers), and The Secret World of Alex Mack. (I never really got into Alex Mack.)