Nickelodeon. All I watched as kid was Nickelodeon. I was NOT a Disney child at all. A lot of my friends seemed to be, but it just wasn’t my thing. Maybe I’m about to date myself here, but I’ll say it anyways, most of them that were ‘Disney’ kids (Quick side note on the sociological study waiting to happen here, I’d be interested in what the exact cirmcumstances are) were what we called “preppy” or the “preps.” Basically meaning they had stable homes and no psychological problems that their parents didn’t notice until you were 25.
The “preps” were the girls whose closets consisted enitrely of Abercrimbie and Hollister, their moms stayed at home and sold tupperware (or you know, whichever pyramid scheme was trending in the early to late 2000s), and they either had a pool or a GIANT kitchen that comes standard with a working refridgerator; and yes, the ice machine is operational and runs just as flawless as the Chinese sweat shop that makes your iPhone.
Returning to the quote by Tom Stoppard, I used this quote specifically to reveal what I think is an extremely embarassing habit that isn’t dustructive, so therefore I will not change. To this day, I STILL put on Spongebob Squarepants if there isn’t anything else to watch on TV; I WILL put Spongebob Squarepants on the TV and will not feel sorry about it, and nor will I care if you’re annoyed by it.
Other than Spongebob, I enjoyed such classics as the following:
- Zoey 101
- The Fairly Odd Parents (mostly because my mom hated it so fucking much haha)
- Wendell and Vinny (which was my ABSOLUTE favorite and the one with the shortest lifespan, and if you’ve ever watched it before, you know that the writers were REALLY pushing the limits of what is acceptable for teenagers because it ran for one season.
- George Lopez
- The Nanny
- Full House (and no that doesn’t include whatever the fuck “Fuller House” is trying to be)
Even though George Lopez only stayed with his ex-wife as long as he did so that he could STEAL her kidney, George Lopez was probably one of my favorites if not for Carmen alone, but because it felt like it related to me somehow (mostly for the fact that I was told I was Hispanic and I’m not, a story for another day, but I remember thinking, “They’re like me, that’s how people treat me sometimes.” Especially in the episodes where they discuss race as a main plot point.
I know I made this long-winded completely unnecessarily, but I don’t care. I have very fond memories of the TV shows I watched as a kid, often forcing my daughter to endure them also, and they STILL bring me as much joy now as they did then. They feel safe, like home.