p.s. Our old one was nine years old.
But then we got here and everything was so different and insane and topsy-turvy (not the thing that grows tomatoes upside down. No, the thing that makes you pray you're living some B version of The Truman Show). So when I called to have our internet hooked up (I was like a junkie...all shaky, single minded. Must. Log on. To Facebook) and they offered us a FREE flat screen t.v. if we signed up for satellite television with them, I caved. I just wanted a little bit of familiar, a little bit of normalcy. A little bit if freaking peace and quiet.
That's the long introduction to me saying: I hate Sid the Science Kid.
If I were not so nice, I might even say I loathe it.
The show. The person. The voices. The creators. Take your pick. If I were not so nice, I would tell you that I hate them all!
Stupid television. That show is the opposite of peace and quiet. It is war and loud. War and loud, I tell you!
Look, if the people behind Blue's Clues (which I love and adore and want to marry when I turn into a...thing...that can, um, marry shows) can get real children to do the voices of the characters who are supposed to be children then one would think, ONE WOULD THINK!!! that the doofusses responsible for the tragedy that is Sid the Science Kid could at least observe some real, live, human children in an attempt to recreate them in a manner that is somewhat congruent to reality. In other words: no kids actually talk or act like that. Thank God.
Please...mostly bald boy, kindly stop with the air guitar. Quiet female, try blowing your nose. It does wonders for that stuffed-sinus sound you seem so fond of. Teacher lady: STOP SINGING. For the love of all that is holy and good, stop with the dance-around act. "If you human preschool teachers were any good, you'd dance and sing and be honey-bunny sweety sweet sweet all the tiddly toodly time!" she says. Or seems to say, with that smug cartoony face of hers. And then there's Sid, who is always running! and leaping! and telling jokes into his toy microphone! and cheering for chores! Happy to eat breakfast! Happy to clean up my mess! Asking questions that a boy of his age would never ask in a manner they would never ask it in! Hey, dude who does that character...shut it. You're not foolin' anyone. You've never met a kid in your life, and you know it.
Now The Backyardigans....that there is a show I can get behind!
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