There was this dude, let’s call him Wonderbar, which is what he called himself, on YouTube. He had posted every episode of every Disney Afternoon cartoon. It was an amazing library. The man was a saint. Sadie was hooked. There aren’t cartoons like that on television anymore.
And now they’re not on YouTube anymore. User account suspended. Rescue Ranger episode frozen in midstream. Sadie and I are both genuinely depressed about it.
It’d be one thing if he was hurting sales of “Disney Afternoon” DVDs, or licensing revenue from reruns. But there aren’t DVDs. There aren’t reruns. And Disney still went straight up Flintheart Glomgold on him, on all of us.
Singing the theme songs to DuckTales, Rescue Rangers, Darkwing Duck, and Tail Spin (never got around to Goof Troop) with Sadie was one of my favorite things to do in life. Reenacting the last episodes was one of my favorite things to do in life (my Fat Cat, Mole, Meps, Launch Pad, Balloo, Uncle Scrooge and Monterrey Jack impressions are killer). Gadget is one of Sadie’s role models. Or at least she was.
Blatherinblatherskeit, Wonderbar, I’ll never forget you.
@ToomersOaks tweeted. The Auburn beat writers interviewed the Bama fan with the “Screw Updyke” sign. CNN kept after the 60-somethin’ Auburn woman dressed up for a War Eagle mardi gras. Auburn fans shouted the Auburn fight song at the young, disturbed street preacher, who instantly responded with the worst version of “All Hail The Power of Jesus’ Name” ever sung on Toomer’s Corner, or elsewhere. God scratched his head. I left The Hug, and headed for the library and the microfiche.
I found an interesting story on Jay Jacobs in The Birmingham News from 1982, and some interesting descriptions of the scene at Legion Field after the ’82 Iron Bowl from The Plainsman: “Guys were hugging guys, girls were hugging girls, and guys were hugging other guy’s girlfriends.” And apparently if you looked hard enough you could find “23-22” Elvis dolls for sale.
On the way home, I read an email from a reporter at the Opelika-Auburn News who wanted to interview me about the supposed Bear Bryant Death Rolling. I am, apparently, an expert. And I have to say… I don’t want to lose this feeling.
Kenny Smith’s Twitter feed just told me that today is the 7th anniversary of Janet Jackson’s wardrobe malfunction, which reminded me of a flier I made for a Haint’s show right after it happened.
I may have, you know, gotten the month wrong (I meant February 6th, not January), but I’d like to think I captured the nonsensical spirit of the most significant pop culture moment of the previous decade… not that it mattered to Katie’s mom: “Oh, you shouldn’t have done that, Jeremy Dale.” Think it might be the only time I’ve disappointed Ma Alice. It wasn’t a good feeling. But I still can’t help but think it was worth it.