Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
ghatanothoa wrote:
BURK, BUUUURK!!! WHERES MY DINNER BURK?
Holy shit, nostalgia just hit me like a sledgehammer. Im only 19 but it makes me feel old when I consider it would be close to 12 years ago when I was watching that.
I'm pretty ancient, so, my references may be obscure. I also liked "Johnny Quest." In Chicago, we had a bizarre action cartoon called "Clutch Cargo." The characters were cartoons but had real-human looking lips that were superimposed. Freaky. I liked Shari Lewis and Kukla, Fran and Ollie. As I got older I loved "the Electric Company" and have several on DVD. PBS had a show called "Zoom" that I loved (we're talking early-mid 70's version). We didn't have cable or satellite in those days. I used to watch one of the Chicago stations on Sundays and watch archaic westerns "Lone Ranger/ Cisco Kid." I really enjoyed them. It's hard to find anything on tv today that even comes close in quality. That Chicago station filled those westerns with adverts from Bert Weiman Motors. They had a real smooth-talking announcer and they showed (what I considered) to be the most beautiful used cars. They simply glimmered and gleamed from intense polishing. Then they showed them off on a turntable that spun the car around. They were big-ass comfort cars, but I always had a fondness for Eldorados, Toronados. Those commercials were real "eye-candy." Since you spelled program with an extra "m" and "e" I might assume we had none of the same programming.
About me: Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require.
About me: Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require.
Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
Bella Fortuna wrote:I used to love the Electric Company...
YES!
You're too young for that!
You have no idea about my childhood. It's a scary thing really, the obsessiveness with which my parents regulated what I saw on TV, but suffice it to say, I am PBS.