I’m currently at home with my youngest who is sick. I will be going in later today to bust some bully heads, so it’s not like I’m extending the day off.
I might as well be on vacation, though. I got to see the debut of the 40th anniversary of Sesame Street. (No stress if you missed it; it will be repeated over and over again and you’ll see it on DVD and On Demand and On Ice.)
The big conflict? The rapper from Electric Company comes to Sesame Street as a bird real estate agent, convincing Big Bird to migrate to a new habitat. (He does this by rapping about how life’s a beach…no joke.)
Spoiler Alert: Snuffy was able to convince Big Bird that New York was his habitat.
This was all within the first 16 minutes, so I’m wondering where they’re going now. They’re debuting Abby’s Flying Fairy School (if you have kids you probably have seen the newest character that doesn’t fit any of the style of the show…even the Meep Meep aliens or the Honkers). It’s a 3D segment that is like every other brightly colored hallucinogenic kid experience out there. What makes Sesame Street is the Mupets, plain and simple. This too long segment about a gerbilcorn (the only redeemable part) needs to go.
40 is the number of the day, though. That’s fun.
Remember when Hooper died? Or Hooper’s store burned down? Did you know that Gordon is a Science teacher? How old school are you? Can you remember the Ladybug Picnic (or the addictive Chickens in the Trees)? How about Disco Grover? Sesame Street has gone on for quite some time. Instead of innovating, they copied a screensaver from Noggin. Hopefully Sesame Street makes it to 50 and does something amazing to honor the lovers, the dreamers, and me.
Is it bad that I have such animosity towards fictional characters?
I hate you, Fred Basset. Other states get Spider-Man syndication; we get the jewel of the retirement community. Go hang out with Mary Worth, you dumb mutt.
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