Somebody my age! I mentioned Woody Woodpecker back there someplace, but I forgot about Tennessee Tuxedo (voiced by Don Adams) Heckle & Jeckle and Underdog (Wally Cox).
I remember Tom Terrific being on Captain Kanagroo on weekday mornings, though.
The on Sunday mornings Davy and Goliath, which I understand the Lutherans are bringing back.
Yeah, pretty much. That and on Sunday mornings, I hated Pat Robertson because I had to wait until the 700 Club was over so I could watch my cartoons that were on (just a few, nothing like Saturdays), and he kept going on about teh Jaysus and teh sinners.
Not only do I remember “Tom Foolery”, I watched it on a semi-regular basis. NBC used to air around 7 a.m. before the other networks started showing their cartoons. If I was up early on Saturday, I watched mainly because it was the only cartoon on at the time.
ABC Weekend Specials, anyone? The Mouse and the Motorcycle is the only one I actually remember, though.
And ABC’s Sonic the Hedgehog—not the syndicated one, which was slapstick drudge. The network one was well-written, interesting, and cool.
And the full hour of Warner Brothers cartoons that was on the lineup for years.
J. Michael Straczynski’s (!) Ghostbusters run. (Before it turned into Slimer’s Budget Animation Show)
These days, sadly, Saturday Mornings seem but a shadow of their former selves. Even compared to just a couple of years ago. No cartoons on NBC; CBS is all “Nick Jr.”; ABC has some programming, but a distressing amount of Lizzie McGuire and “Recess”* reruns; and my local Fox station has a LOT of anime dueling-game shows crammed between reruns of Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century.
'course, the real trick is sneaking them past the wife…
Ask Lois Lane.
<Transformers fan handwave excuse>
Subspace! He’s obviously shunting additional mass from an interdimensional source. Fairly easy, actually – you just need to ionize the graviton flow in a reverse-polarity muon field, then…
Nobody has mentioned the animated Brady Bunch! I barely remember it and what I do remember is tainted by those goddam Pandas (Ping and Pong?) and that minah bird, Merlin.
Robotix told the tale of human explorers stranded on a planet currently inhabited by giant robots. Milennia ago, the planet’s scientists had seen a great catastrophe (I think it was a nova) coming. The good guys and the bad guys had gotten together and developed a plan for survival. They would all be put into suspended animation deep underground. Giant robots would protect the planet and revive them when it was safe. Something went wrong. They woke up to find that their minds had been transferred to the giant robots. It’s discovered that with a human at the controls, the robots can reconfigure themselves. A group of bad guy humans joins the bad guy robots and the fighting commences.
Monchichis! I think they only went one season on ABC, but I can still sing the theme song. The plush doll tie-in had a neutronium head covered in a soft fuzzy skin that did absolutely nothing to cushion the impact when it was swung at a handy sibling. Many concussions resulted when stuffed animal fights escalated to Monchichi level.
Jace and the Wheeled Warriors was just odd. Vehicles that were a cross between Venus Flytraps and giant buzzsaws, a hero with Rogue hair, and a midget robotic knight as a sidekick.
I thought I would be the first to mention The Beatles animated, but somebody beat me to it.
There was a lot of Hanna-Barbera crap that I couldn’t be bothered with, even as an adolescent – The Jetsons, Josie & The Pussycats, The Archies, etc. Jonny Quest, though, was extremely cool.
For some reason, I still remember the theme from an extremely short-lived animated King Kong:
George of the Jungle (and its subsidiaries, Tom Slick, Super Chicken) was the second-best thing ever to hit Saturday morning.
We had an abstract elephant, an orangutan, a clown who could turn invisible, an alien green guy with weird horns (IIRC he was only in later seasons), a bird, and the evil circus owner, M T Promises.
Linus the Lion-Hearted. This king of the jungle began life as the character/mascot of Post Crispy Critters[sup]TM[/sup].
“THE ONE AND ONLY CEREAL
THAT COMES IN THE SHAPE OF ANIMALS!”
Try to imagine yourself being stampeded by a herd of galloping animal crackers while you read the above.
He is not to be confused with King Leonardo, the ruler of Bongo Congo, who ran the country with the aid of his chancellor, a skunk named Odie Koloney, and was fined by his mother whenever he used a cuss word (one Bongo Buck in the Swear Jar every time he said “Confound it!”).