After my fascination with Darkwing Duck, there was a brief period where I wanted to be Teddy Ruxpin. I saw a commercial for him one time when I was experiencing my daily of dose of "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" and wanted to adopt his personality. So I began insisting that people called me "Teddy." For the record, I never actually owned a Teddy Ruxpin doll. They are pretty frightening things. I think my parents realized this and got me Creepy Crawlers instead.
Once I emerged from my "I-wish-I-was-a-creepy-animatronic-bear" phase, I grasped onto an idea that was a little more realistic: I wanted to be a "librarian hippy Elvis." Now, I'm not really sure what that means, but I imagine it involves acting like a rock star while living in a commune and reading the occasional book. If that's the case, I think I am what I wanted to be when I grow up.
My desire to be a crazy concert pianist when I grew up didn't really fade until late high school. There was even a point in time where I would get up a couple of hours before school to practice my scales and arpegios, sneak into the band uniform room to play Chopin on a gross piano during lunch at school, then come home and spend a good portion of the afternoon/evening learning torturously difficult classical pieces. I even got up the nerve to compete in a couple of piano competitions and always lost to crazy Asian kids.
And with that, I shall wish you all a happy Friday and sign off for the week. Happy Friday, amigos! Stay tuned next week to hear about the guilty pleasures of the TASG. I'm sure it will be a delightfully embarrassing week for all of us.
Anyway, live long and prosper, homies.
|Yes, I am the whitest kid I know. And no, I did NOT steal my hat from Jay and Silent Bob...|