On shedding the '80s to embrace the '90s

I spent a couple of hours last night lost in YouTube land, watching movies that remind me of my childhood ... and technically a few years after my childhood.

The goldmine was a three-part series titled "'90s kid! Remember?" that features title screens and character shots from popular '90s TV shows (links: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3). I wasn't surprised that I knew most of the characters -- I'm a cartoon fiend -- but I was surprised that Paul could name almost all of them, too!

But here's my source of guilt: I was born in 1980, so I'm firmly planted in "Child of the Eighties" territory ... and presumably born at least an entire decade before the creator of the "'90s kid" videos. Ouch.

So I reasoned that if I was so in tune with the 1990s, I must be a freaking expert on '80s pop culture. So I looked up and watched a video called (appropriately) "Child of the '80s." I recognize most of the people and things in that montage, but frankly, I wasn't into the majority of them. Duran Duran has little appeal to a 4-year-old.

My apologies to the people I know who are very proud to be Children of the Eighties. I'm just not feeling it.

My barely-holds-water defense is that I'm a Millennial -- a member of GenY -- so I relate more to their culture than to the GenX culture. Truth be told, though, I just have a soft spot for early '90s shows such as Clarissa Explains it All" and "Salute Your Shorts." :-) Paul says I shouldn't feel bad because the shows were geared toward our age group anyway. Thanks, hon.

A lot of the intros for non-cartoon Nick shows are in this video:


... but it's missing one critical component:


"Beware of those man-eatin' jackrabbits and those killer cacti." Hee hee!

Talk about a song that gets stuck in your head. Ack.