Staying home sick always meant educational shows. My parents had decided that if I wasn't at school, I was going to at least be learning something. I have no idea what I was supposed to learn, but seeing these now, I have to admit I'm getting a little dizzy and nauseous.
WHY DO YOU THINK THEY CALL IT PROGRAMMING?
Just the first ten seconds of this hint at something sinister. The puppets don't help.
Performing "experiments" in the house got me in trouble.
No. This is not what you want to see when you've spent the morning puking.
And there is a theme song I cannot escape.
"Hi, there, nice people." He's so affable. I'm pretty sure he's got bodies in the basement, stacked like cordwood.
His arm came off. That's not the worst part.
"The Secret City" was one of the more out there shows. I suppose it eventually led me to better appreciate the covers of sci-fi paperbacks, but I don't remember learning how to draw from it.
And it all comes back to Kevin Bacon. You're welcome.