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In Which I Make Clear that I Am Unwell
Mar. 27th, 2006 09:56 pmAs the parent of a young child, I find myself watching a good deal of the sort of television that I have never watched before.1 It's not that I didn't watch TV as a young child, but rather that the type and amount of children's programming that exists today did not exist then.2 Most commonly the TV is set to Noggin3, and by now my familiarity with that network's programming troubles even me.
Noggin is preparing to reshuffle its lineup, however, adding a new show entitled Pinky Dinky Doo.
According to the show's web page, "[t]he heroine of her eponymous series is seven-year-old Pinky Dinky Doo, a girl who uses her imagination to solve everyday problems. Through Pinky's adventures, children will gain a better understanding of the basic elements that make up narrative, and they'll be inspired to create their own stories as well."
Except that my brain, albeit it is not rotted, is sufficiently deranged that every time I see a promo for this wholesome animated children's show, I immediately think of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tassypink. Because Noggin is promoting this series to within an inch of its life, this means that I find myself thinking of tassypink quite often.4
Not that I especially mind thinking oftassypink, mind you.5 I do suspect, however, that this is not quite what the marketing executives at Noggin had in mind.6
1The conscientious reader may wonder at this point if I am not concerned that watching television will rot my child's tiny young brain. To this question, I reply that I watched a great deal of television as a young child, and, while I will not be so reckless as to say that I nonetheless turned out just fine, I am confident that my brain remains unrotted. Also, the channel we let Leo watch doesn't have commercials.
2Which is just as well, because spending too much time sitting motionless in front of a television might have left me easy prey for marauding tyrannosauri.
3Although we leap for the remote when Dora the Explorer comes on. Those of you who have had too much college will doubtless ascribe this to Dora the Explorer's being one of the few television programs in which the main character is a pre-womyn of color.
4I have never in any way interacted withtassypink, and I actually know next to nothing about her except that she is unusually attractive, unusually pink, and unusually agreeable to the distribution of photographs in which she is unusually free of clothing. I therefore have very little to think about when I think of tassypink, so each occasion is quite brief but nonetheless pleasant.
5See footnote 4.
6The unusually diligent or bloody-minded reader, having read this far, may now be wondering what the point is. The joke is clearly on the unusually diligent or bloody-minded reader.
Noggin is preparing to reshuffle its lineup, however, adding a new show entitled Pinky Dinky Doo.
According to the show's web page, "[t]he heroine of her eponymous series is seven-year-old Pinky Dinky Doo, a girl who uses her imagination to solve everyday problems. Through Pinky's adventures, children will gain a better understanding of the basic elements that make up narrative, and they'll be inspired to create their own stories as well."
Except that my brain, albeit it is not rotted, is sufficiently deranged that every time I see a promo for this wholesome animated children's show, I immediately think of
tassypink. Because Noggin is promoting this series to within an inch of its life, this means that I find myself thinking of tassypink quite often.4Not that I especially mind thinking of
tassypink, mind you.5 I do suspect, however, that this is not quite what the marketing executives at Noggin had in mind.61The conscientious reader may wonder at this point if I am not concerned that watching television will rot my child's tiny young brain. To this question, I reply that I watched a great deal of television as a young child, and, while I will not be so reckless as to say that I nonetheless turned out just fine, I am confident that my brain remains unrotted. Also, the channel we let Leo watch doesn't have commercials.
2Which is just as well, because spending too much time sitting motionless in front of a television might have left me easy prey for marauding tyrannosauri.
3Although we leap for the remote when Dora the Explorer comes on. Those of you who have had too much college will doubtless ascribe this to Dora the Explorer's being one of the few television programs in which the main character is a pre-womyn of color.
4I have never in any way interacted with
tassypink, and I actually know next to nothing about her except that she is unusually attractive, unusually pink, and unusually agreeable to the distribution of photographs in which she is unusually free of clothing. I therefore have very little to think about when I think of tassypink, so each occasion is quite brief but nonetheless pleasant.5See footnote 4.
6The unusually diligent or bloody-minded reader, having read this far, may now be wondering what the point is. The joke is clearly on the unusually diligent or bloody-minded reader.
