Watching The Wonder Years right now. No, it doesn't suck nowadays, but we'll address that in a second or two. I'm sure you've noticed that the stuff you liked waaay back when is too suck-tastic even for kitsch-value.
MacGyver
What budding engineer didn't love MacGyver? He was the epitome of awesomeness that required your brain and not so much karate or whatever else. (Or marksmanship, I suppose; MwHCock and I are working on that as we speak.) My favorite episode was where he went back to his alma mater (was supposed to be Cal Tech, but I don't remember what they changed the name to) and had to outwit some crazy kids in a barricade contest. Pretty awesome, except when Monday Night Football wouldn't pre-empt engineering goodness at 8pm.But watch an episode nowadays. I was excited to buy the DVD boxset, but I haven't made it through the first season. Willing suspension of disbelief comes a lot harder after puberty I guess. The casino riot and gypsy hijinks was cool when I was like ten, not so much in my late-twenties.
Oh and SixH, Shiraz, and Waitress Chick-- MacGyver went to high school in Roseville, MN!
Sledge Hammer!
Hmm, kind of the same problem that MacGyver suffers from. The first couple of episodes are OK-- despite bazooking an entire building--OK, I take that back. The first couple of episodes suck and should have alerted me to the disappointing nature of the following episodes. They really should've kept the laugh track in the DVD boxset, if only because we really do need to be told where to laugh.
Wanting to Make Out with Winnie Cooper
When we were all Kevin Arnold's age, oh fuck yeah we wanted to make out with Danica McKellar. Even you chicks out there. She was the cute brunette next door, and sometimes she wore go-go boots.But now, almost twenty years later, you find yourself not attracted to her at all; maybe even repulsed. For fuck's sake, she didn't have boobs. Trust me on this one, I just saw the episode where she goes to a dance, but not with Kevin. She goes with an eighth-grader.
OK, good. Glad to see that your self-loathing reflexes kicked in there, just like they're supposed to. In case you're some kind of sick child molester, you should have remembered how you had a crush on Winnie Cooper some eighteen, nineteen years ago, resurrected the crush, and then milliseconds later dismissed the thought. All-in-all, about one second of processing in your brain there.
You're probably thinking to yourself, "Jihad Jimmy, you're sick."
Well, no shit. What other breaking news stories do you have to bring to this hypothetical, internal dialogue?
"Your entire post was just a lead-in to the Making Out with Winnie Cooper bit!"
This is true. What's your point?
"Now I'm thinking about making out with Danica McKellar!"
Is this so bad? I don't see why--
"MAKING OUT WITH HER, BUT IN HER 12-YEAR-OLD FORM!"
Oh my, yes. That is bad. You do realize she had no boobs back then?
"Yeah, I know. But she was still kinda-- NO! SEE? YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN!"
I'm sorry. Let's talk about something else. I have MacGyver, Season One on DVD if you're interested...
Jihad Jimmy, Minister of War Crimes and Chief Defender of the Faith
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Incidentally, no, there isn't a disconnect between this Winnie Cooper thing and my Emma Watson fixation thing. When she turns 18, whoo momma!
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