So Adult Swim has rotated out Mission Hill for Pee Wee's Playhouse. I'm thinking this is great, I used to love this show.
I've watched for the past two nights and I have no idea how watching this as a kindergardener didn't lead to a life on cocaine. For those of you that don't remember, let me summarize a few of the weekly mindfuck highlights:
Pee Wee Herman (weekly exposure to should have been enough to mess us up) Phil Hartman as a drunken sailor Claymation dinosaurs in the wall and claymation talking food in the fridge A glowing genie head that led everyone in chants of mekalekahi mekalekiho for five minutes at the end of every show Laurence Fishburne (yes, that Laurence Fishburne) as a gay cowboy Pee Wee's Hawaiian pool/beach boy that never wore a shirt (despite the playhouse's indoor, mountain location)
Now, the show's fun to watch in a "just think how funny this would be if I were high" kind of way, but to think I grew up loving this show scares me to death. I guess it could be worse... it could have been Barney.
Why am I such a late night work animal? I realized earlier today that in order to have my master bedroom ready for furniture next Wed (I bought a set on clearance at Kornmeyer's yesterday) and after seeing how my office floor looked with my new LayZBoy (going out of business sale @ Kirshman's), I needed to carpet clean everything today. I started moving furniture out of the master bedroom at around 9:50. Its 11:15and I'm about to start carpet cleaning. Hopefully I'll be able to cross the bedroom floor to get to the bathroom (to shower and get dressed) in the morning.
"If we must take this war into their homes and burn them to the ground, we will do so."
-Gen. William Tecumseh Sherman
President, Louisiana State University
