street_sharks_001_9594Greetings and salutations reader, I hope the day finds you well! You know, being a human being, we move and progress through life at such a pace that we lose track of many things. Sometimes the things that we lose are memories of a bygone time where we lived. One of the best ways to reclaim some of those memories is experiencing nostalgia. Having nostalgia is akin to finding and meeting up with an old friend. All manner of things can trigger nostalgia. Sometimes it’s done intentionally, other times it creeps up on you by surprise. Sometimes it can be a fantastic experience, sometimes it isn’t. I’m going to talk about a lovely piece of nostalgia from my past that recently surprised me. It was a TV show in the mid-nineties. A cartoon to be precise. A pretty lame cartoon to be even more accurate. A cartoon called Street Sharks. Now if you haven’t heard of this show (I wouldn’t be surprised if you haven’t), it’s a very campy cartoon that some might say was created to sort of cash in on the good guy anthropomorphic animal teams. The most notable are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (another nostalgia trigger). In this show, a device called the ‘gene-slammer’, is used to turn four brothers into a team of half shark humanoids. Now I don’t think I need to compare each of the shows to show their similarities, they are pretty glaring so far. Watching this show now, I find it reeeeaaalllly bad. An extra special sort of bad only reserved for movies like Battlefield Earth or After Earth. Now I understand that terms like ‘good’ and ‘bad’ are pretty subjective. That being said, yeah. Pretty bad. As a kid, that show was great. It had everything a growing boy needed. It had mutant sharks, fighting, lame toys, and catch phrases like “Jawesome!” Being such a huge fan of the Ninja Turtles, of course I would be drawn to this drek like a moth to the really terrible flame. However shows like this does hold a very special place in my heart because it brought me so much joy as a kid. And that my friends are the reason Nostalgia is a great thing. It can be something we once loved and brought enjoyment to us and yet at the same time be complete garbage. I guess what I’m saying is that I appreciate the ability to reawaken my childhood. I suppose that is the reason I’m such a huge nerd now being almost in my thirties. Anyway readers, even if what you once loved was an absolute pile of crap, it can still trigger great memories and can transport you to an earlier point in your life, and hopefully a better point. Stay farbot.

About the author

Kenneth Cowan

A long time ago on a cold morning, it was snowing and I was born into this world. Yadda yadda yadda. What an origin story, hoo doggy. Breath taking right? All stories that start with “A long time ago..” are meant to belay a sense of fantastical wonder. Not in this case. My name is Kenneth Cowan and I am 28 years old. Through the years I have gone from a wide eyed child with a surprising life outlook and the taste for fantasy and fiction, to a not so different older version of myself. Maybe with glasses and the propensity to drink booze and sport a rather dapper beard that child me couldn’t sport as well (however, I secretly think about that, and the result is interestingly comical). I tend to gravitate to many things geeky and nerdy. Magic The Gathering, any board games, Farscape, Firefly, Start Treks, Game of Thrones, survival video games (I have to admit that Steam is generally my go-to destination for many PC games), almost anything to do with fantasy, magic and dragons. Basically anything remotely nerdy, I have dipped and dabbled in and more than likely have and will state my opinion on. So that’s me in an electronic, text based, nerdy nutshell. Get ready to be mind-frelled silly.