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| I Am Not the Weenie, You Are the Weenie | |||||
| How many times must a child's heart be broken when some big-name producer gets tired of his little projects? Some of the best loved shows, such as The Tick, Transformers, and Mad Jack the Pirate fall by the wayside when the creator gets bored and moves onto other things. But like King Arthur, who shone so brightly upon the world for a brief moment in the darkness, never was there a more tragic loss than Freakazoid. | |||||
| What exactly happened there? Everybody I have ever asked has said that they absolutely loved Steven Spielberg's short-lived cartoon show. The only problem they had with it was that there just aren't enough episodes to sate their hunger for wackiness. But could there ever really be enough episodes? I think not. | |||||
| Every weekday, I make sure to tune in at noon to watch my favorite characters, like Cosgrove: the Ed Asner-like cop, The Lobe: the fiendish, abnormally smart super villain, Gutierrez: "He's such a weenie", and of course Freakazoid: the greatest super hero ever. Sure there are only about 10 episodes and I end up watching them over and over again, but it never gets old. I just wish there were a way to make it go on forever. Sooner or later Cartoon Network will get tired of playing the same thing all of the time and they will pull the show from their roster. When that happens, the shit will really hit the fan. I probably won't ever leave my room again, for fear of the evil that is the world seeping into my veins. Without Freakazoid, life is not worth living. Well... until The Lord of The Rings Trilogy comes out in theaters. Then I will be a very happy Dustin. | |||||
| Well Steven Spielberg, thanks for stepping on my hopes and dreams. I hope you are happy with yourself. Probably sleeping on a large pile of cash, covered in honey and ice cream. Well, I hope there are some bears and bees in your neighborhood tonight. | |||||
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