Seriously. What happened here. I used to watch Judge Judy on a daily basis. When I co-oped in DC, everyday I would come home after work at 5:30 and catch the second half of a one-hour block of Her Take-No-Guffness, Ms. Judge Judy Sheindlen. My roommates thought I was the biggest loser because it was like clockwork, every day, come home form work, toss my jacket on the couch while simultaneously turning on the tv with the remote. It wasn't just routine; it was neccessary. I needed my Judy fix. I just saw a commercial for Judge Judy and realized I haven't watched her since that time over two years ago. Judge Joe Brown tried to become a suitable replacement, but it was never the same. Oh, Judy, how I pine for thee.
Remember this shit? This was some tasty-ass cereal! Remember how it would turn your excess milk into this disgusting rainbow-but-mostly-just-a-grotesque-brown color? That was great. I used to eat those things all the time. While watching Saturday morning cartoons, before school, when my Mom made "Meat 'n Noodles" for dinner... Then, like two days ago, I realized I hadn't had Fruity Pebbles in over 5 years. What happened? I don't remember ever stopping eating them. I just forgot about them. Oh, it's sad when we move on.
I loved this guy. He was my best friend ever. Yesterday, I couldn't even remember his name. Actually... I don't think this is even the kid I'm thinking of... Maybe his name was Doug... Damn.
Oh, don't even get me started on DuckTales...
Greatest book of all time. Honestly. This master literary work by Jon Stone was a constant favorite of mine back in the day. What was so revolutionary about this particular literary achievement was that for the first time ever, someone in the book was talking TO ME. Yes, that's right. Grover was in the book and on each page, he was looking AT ME and talking TO ME, saying "hey you" and the like. This was for real. I read this book all the time, in my bedroom, at Gramma's house, with my older sister. Simply delightful. Who WAS this monster at the end of the book, and what did he want with lovable, furry, old Grover?! I mean, tell me! What kind of sadistic fuck is going after Grover for crissakes?! I had to protect him. And I did. 17 years later, something sparked a memory in my head about this book that I had forgotten all about, and I then had to go on a quest to reacquire it and relive the magic all over again. I can't believe that I ever went A DAY without reading this, let alone 17 years! What was I thinking?! Luckily, I've read it enough in the past few weeks, that I've almost caught up for lost time.
What the hell was I thinking here? I used this everyday for like 16 years. You got your shampoo! You got your conditioner! You got the all-in-one! It's genious! I was young and naive then. I can't stand the stuff now. But at the time, it meant the world to me. Ok, no it didn't, it's just freakin shampoo (and conditioner!). But it was a part of my life, and I can't remember ever stopping using it, or why, but I haven't used it or thought about it in years.