Do you remember when with bated breath you waited to wake up on Saturday morning? When it made sense to wake up, because you had marvelous tv shows awaiting you? I remember when that was the case (practically centuries ago) when sleep didn't matter, but Gummi Bears and Rescue Rangers did. I don't even remember half the plots, some of the characters' names, or any of that stuff. It was all about the theme songs. I say this because my friend, kisconfuzzled, mentioned them in her blog. And it brought me back to those days.
A few months ago, my writing center tutors and I all shared a laugh watching theme songs to Ninja Turtles and Thundercats on Youtube. My friend Rachel started it, because she was obsessed with Batman, and everything comic under the sun. I showed her a few of my favorites, and she showed me hers. And then we involved the rest of the people in the room to join in. Pretty soon there was a round of applause after "Heroes in a half shell, turtle power!!!" was screamed so that everybody in the vicinity could hear (the testing center keeps telling us to keep it down, I should mark how many times on the whiteboard). Can anybody know the lyrics to "Down in Fraggle Rock"? Hmm? I can't. But I know the show. That's how powerful those songs can be. It makes me think of Flintstones Push Up Pops, running in the sprinklers, and hot sidewalks. Aw, the bliss. Whatever happened to the theme songs that mattered? Instead, what? You got...Pokemon? Who remembers that? Wait, I know that one. How about Ben 10 or whatever lame cartoons they have now? I don't even know the songs to those. Nope, it's only in my childhood that are the ones I know best. Can anybody join with me in Jem and the Holograms? "Jem is my name, noone else is the same, Jem is my naaaaame!"
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