When I was a kid, one of the best things about the weekend was the extra hours one could spend running around outside but more importantly it was the CARTOONS! Saturday mornings with Tom and Jerry and Looney Tunes provided a solid foundation for my humor later in life; I don’t think I shall ever tire of dropping anvils on my foes or ordering office supplies from the ACME catalog.
Sundays, on the other hand, were an utter disappointment in terms of entertainment. The best one could hope for was a leftover kung fu movie from the day before, assuming of course, there was no religious commitment to attend. There was also Jonny Quest, and a few other odds and ends pulled together mostly from the sixties. At first I really didn’t like Jonny Quest and his lameo friend, Hadji; and what was the deal with Dr. Quest and Race? But after what seems like years of waking up to Jonny, now I sort of miss him. Sundays just aren’t the same without cheezy cartoons from the past; n’est pas?
What weekend goofiness do you miss from your childhood, dear readers?