Whitney Houston — I Wanna Dance with Somebody
R.I.P. Whitney, I was just singing The Greatest Love of All in the car today. Damn.
My all time favorite…
Sit, Ubu, Sit. Good dog.
Choose Your Own Adventure Books
We would always die in these books. The only time that one of us made it out alive is when Ang cheated by looking ahead to see what would happen.
They seemed super random too, like the time I went into an attic and was murdered by martial artists, as illustrated above.
Life Lessons from Full House
You better believe we parked our asses in front of the television to feast our eyes on some TGIF every Friday. I’m sure we will be talking about this a lot in our blog, but I feel it’s important to introduce the most amazingly terrible show of all time…Full House.
At the time our tiny little brains thought this show was great. I took life advice from DJ and the Tanner’s shenanigans helped Kef cook up a few harebrained schemes.
Here are two examples:
Inspired by the Granny Tanny episode in which Danny’s mom comes to visit and Michelle asks her, “What did you bring me?” which received uproarious laughter, he thought it would be amusing to try the same thing. The next time grandma came to visit he seized the opportunity, but no one was laughing. Mom got really mad at him and he lost his Sega Genesis priveleges for a week.
Further influence came from Michelle when I locked him out of my room and he stuck his little fingers under my door, wriggling them around and asking, “Doesn’t anybody love me anymore?” My response was to wipe a massive booger on his finger.
Definitely in my top 3 “putting paper towels in the toilet warnings” of all-time.
We had this devil ball, the poor man’s Madball, which we lost over the fence in our neighbor’s yard when we were kids. This was probably as a result of practicing our Ken Griffey Jr. swing, which obviously paid off. Years later they were landscaping and found it. They are a super religious family and probably prayed for us afterwards.
Chuck E. Cheese is Gross
When we were kids it was a real treat to go to a friend’s birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese’s. Why? I have no idea anymore. This place is sick! Here are three examples:
1) I found a dirty diaper there when I was curious about what the bottom of the ball pit looked like.
2) Also, the ball pit had a lot of boogers in it.
3) They found a way to make the pizza taste bad.
The best memory I have of this place is when the purple guy below started smoking and almost caught on fire during a jam session.
I only went here twice as a kid, and all of these things happened during one visit. Hopefully it was the second time, I’m not sure though.
