Oh, balls. That’s depressing. My DVD’s are all pretty ancient hand-me-downs, without Disney labeling.
Showers, kitchen cleaning and making food are *exactly *the times when I approve of using the television as a babysitter. Hot soapy water, knives and stoves are not appropriate things for an infant to be carried around, even in a sling. 200 years ago, you woulda had three grandparents, 4 aunties and 6 older children in your house to “take care of the baby” while you roasted a mastodon over the hearth. Today we have the magic flickering box. Use =/= abuse. Yes, yes, I know the goal is no television at all, and absolutely lots of kids watch way too much (as do lots of grownups). My personal goal is to have a decent homemade meal on the table 5 nights a week, and if that means the sprog gets to goo at a big yellow bird for an hour, so be it.
Don’t be silly. Mastodons have been extinct for nearly two THOUSAND years, as the nails of Jesus’ crown of thorns were carved from the tusk of the last one.
See, someone else knows the truth! Indeed, Mr. Monster has always enjoyed various foods, but has (tried) to cut back on cookies after those “crazy times”- as he himself put it, “Me was like the Robert Downey Jr. of cookies.”
I’m not sure about this (although there’s a possiblity that they had never heard the word before and were just mimicking Baby Bear- how many times does the word “disappeared” come up in conversation on Sesame Street, anyway), lthough Baby Bear has an acute case of Elmer Fudd Syndrome, Telly speaks perfect English. Elmo also speaks perfect English, except he has a tendency to refer to himself in the third person (for example, “Elmo is so happy you came to play with him today”).
Sesame Workshop is a non-profit organization (all the money they make on merchandise goes back directly into their work), so I don’t think I’d be a “corporate” lackey. But I would be indeed happy to help promote both their work and that of the letter J, which besides being an important letter, has a kick-ass theme song.
I love the idea of an addict Cookie Monster. As long as he never completely gives up and goes veggie, he’s got my support*. What else has changed about Sesame Street though? You know, leaving personal opinions some certain companies depiction of women and zombie kids aside.
my personal recipe of oatmeal chocolate covered peanut butter cookies. I assume that is the proper way to deal with addiction. You know, by giving it higher and higher quality heroin. Did I say heroin? I meant cookies.
The real answer: not much. “Elmo’s World” was the most drastic change of the past decade, but it’s been around for almost a decade now, so it’s very much an established part of the Street by this point. Besides the Wiki, the Sesame press kit should give you a basic rundown on the Muppets and humans. Abby Cadabby, a fairy-in-training, is one of the newer Muppets, and she has quickly taken her place along the A-list of Sesame Street. And do take a chance to watch some videos on sesamestreet.org- it is a lot of fun watching old clips and discovering new ones. (I can’t help it- I am in the pockets of Big Alphabet.)
NOTE: As you are anti-Disney, you may be interested to know that the word “Muppet” is a registered trademark of The Muppets Studio LLC, a subsidiary of The Walt Disney Company, who purchased the rights to the Muppet Show characters (including Kermit the Frog) from The Jim Henson Company in 2004. However, the Sesame Street Muppets are owned by Sesame Workshop (known as Children’s Television Workshop until 2000), who purchased the rights to the characters from Henson in 2000. The Sesame characters are still referred to as “Muppets” under license from Disney/Muppets Studio. Mr. the Frog still occasionally appears in some of his classic sketches on the show, again with the kind permission of The Muppets Studio.
Didn’t mean to be so obtuse - my point was that this happened nigh on twenty years ago; I couldn’t tell if KTK was being snarky or was genuinely out of touch with events on the Street that occurred long before the Henson era came to an end.
Heh. Twenty years ago, the GM in my DnD cell had a Magic Box of Flickering – one glance at it and, if you failed your Wisdom save, you were incapable of any action (except watching the Box) for an hour. Evil object, just pure evil.