Things Best Left Undiscovered - When my son, Sam, was about three years old, he started talking about a character, "Chickenstein".
Now, Sam has had this strange, quirky, dry sense of humor, combined with an outrageous imagination, since he was a tiny boy (very unlike his older sister, who is much more slapstick). He's always been the living incarnation of Calvin - complete with blond towhead, hyperactive fantasy and real lives, even the stuffed alter ego (a little frog named "Croakey" instead of the tiger).
And all these years, I'd figured Chickenstein was an early manifestation of what I'd come to know as his zany inner self.
But now, as I sit here working on that deliverable (due by close of biz today), and listen to the TV in the next room, I hear that in fact it was from a cartoon.
And to add insult to injury, it's from a cartoon I hated even as a ten year old - Scooby Doo.
Blah.
Posted by Mitch at August 13, 2003 11:42 AM