I’m likely going to date myself here, but nostalgia has smacked me right in the face today; sneaking up on me like a small child all innocent and then WHAMMO. I was getting ready for work and flipped on the tv (which never happens, btw) and guess which long-lost tv-crush greeted me?
Oh yeah, Zack Morris. Rockin’ the frosted tips. Saved by the Bell was one of my favorite shows growing up. From the Miss Bliss episodes to the wedding in Hawaii. (Even the college years, embarrassingly enough.) How I miss you. Thank you, TBS, for giving me back my SBTB. And thank you, Jimmy Fallon, for this:
But this took me back a little – and I’ve been reminiscing all day. Guess who else was on my wall growing up? These guys:
That’s their debut album in… wait for it… 1986. Were you born yet? But, here they are now, having recently toured with the Back Street Boys in a tour BRILLIANTLY named NKOTBSB.
Admittedly, not the best choice in music, but, hey. It was the 80s (and 90s!).
Being a child of the 80s and 90s, I was also lucky enough to have one of these:
I was awesome at the original Mario Brothers. I sucked at Duck Hunt. My sister and I used to play a rather easy game with wizards (the name escapes me) upside down on the couch. We’d get the pink screen of death, then have to blow on the cartridges to make the games work. Rumor amongst the family is that we still have the NES somewhere.
And OMG, remember these:
What takes you back?