Comments on: SpongeBob and Other Tales from the Supermarket… http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/ n. the habitual, feminine act of opening up boxes full of trouble. Implies the adoration of all that goes along with trouble-making, mischievous box-opening. The contrary and perverse lack of desire (as opposed to inability) to leave the damned lid tightly screwed on the above-mentioned Box… Wed, 03 Aug 2011 14:38:27 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Adam http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/comment-page-1/#comment-158 Adam Wed, 10 Jun 2009 01:47:54 +0000 http://pandoration.com/?p=1026#comment-158 I loved this story. I had a similar experience driving the baby sitter home not that long ago. She was bemoaning the sorry state of children's television nowadays, talking about how they had modernized and ruined... wait for it... Barney the Dinosaur, of all things. *sigh* (I believe this was the same evening she had replied, upon my wife commenting on how she'd had a cell phone since 1992, "wow - that was the year I was born." Thanks, but not helpful.) Thankfully, our cable company has old Scooby Doo, Jetsons and Flintstones on tap, and our 4 and 7 year old have really taken to them. (Although explaining how the Jetsons takes place in the future but was made in the past took a little doing.) Thanks for the walk down memory lane. I loved this story. I had a similar experience driving the baby sitter home not that long ago. She was bemoaning the sorry state of children’s television nowadays, talking about how they had modernized and ruined… wait for it… Barney the Dinosaur, of all things. *sigh* (I believe this was the same evening she had replied, upon my wife commenting on how she’d had a cell phone since 1992, “wow – that was the year I was born.” Thanks, but not helpful.)

Thankfully, our cable company has old Scooby Doo, Jetsons and Flintstones on tap, and our 4 and 7 year old have really taken to them. (Although explaining how the Jetsons takes place in the future but was made in the past took a little doing.)

Thanks for the walk down memory lane.

]]> By: Fallon http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/comment-page-1/#comment-157 Fallon Wed, 10 Jun 2009 01:41:23 +0000 http://pandoration.com/?p=1026#comment-157 I can't speak for this supermarket kid, but I can say that the reason I talk about my past and parents past and all those in between is because I just want to be back there. There's nothing like the past. Perhaps this boy should wait until he has one, or he should enjoy it while he has it, because does he really want to be back at this same conversation 10 years from now? I can’t speak for this supermarket kid, but I can say that the reason I talk about my past and parents past and all those in between is because I just want to be back there. There’s nothing like the past. Perhaps this boy should wait until he has one, or he should enjoy it while he has it, because does he really want to be back at this same conversation 10 years from now?

]]> By: Carolyn http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/comment-page-1/#comment-156 Carolyn Wed, 10 Jun 2009 01:33:06 +0000 http://pandoration.com/?p=1026#comment-156 What made me happy today was getting an unexpected glimpse into a co-worker's personal life. I've been discussing musical tastes with the 48-ish, khakis and polo-wearing, father-of-two sales manager at my new company and we decided that he and my husband have similar tastes. So today he lent me a copy of his band's cd. Total head-banging heavy metal with a close up of a makeup-wearing teenage boy with a dog collar on the cover! It was actually pretty good. Not what I expected from Rich the Preppy Sales Dude! What made me happy today was getting an unexpected glimpse into a co-worker’s personal life. I’ve been discussing musical tastes with the 48-ish, khakis and polo-wearing, father-of-two sales manager at my new company and we decided that he and my husband have similar tastes. So today he lent me a copy of his band’s cd. Total head-banging heavy metal with a close up of a makeup-wearing teenage boy with a dog collar on the cover! It was actually pretty good. Not what I expected from Rich the Preppy Sales Dude!

]]> By: Jane http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/comment-page-1/#comment-155 Jane Wed, 10 Jun 2009 00:09:04 +0000 http://pandoration.com/?p=1026#comment-155 Happiness is indeed a clean counter, after you've plunged yourself elbow deep into the sudsy water of your childhood. What a fun way to think a chore most everyone finds tedious. How happy for you that you could choose to perform this chore and remind yourself of those fun moments with your brother or your kids. It's funny where we find these little moments. And if they dial you back to The Roadrunner, or Springsteen (I can always spot another Jersey Girl, LOL) then all the better. Thanks, Debbie! -Jane Happiness is indeed a clean counter, after you’ve plunged yourself elbow deep into the sudsy water of your childhood. What a fun way to think a chore most everyone finds tedious. How happy for you that you could choose to perform this chore and remind yourself of those fun moments with your brother or your kids.
It’s funny where we find these little moments. And if they dial you back to The Roadrunner, or Springsteen (I can always spot another Jersey Girl, LOL) then all the better.
Thanks, Debbie!

-Jane

]]> By: Debbie http://pandoration.com/2009/06/spongebob-and-other-tales-from-the-supermarket/comment-page-1/#comment-154 Debbie Tue, 09 Jun 2009 20:09:07 +0000 http://pandoration.com/?p=1026#comment-154 You said it, Jane - 'grateful.' Those little precious moments where we take the time to breathe and realize we're in a happy-moment. For me, last week it was washing dishes. We didn't have a dishwasher growing up. It was a chore that I shared with my brother - and we did not like it. Our kids loaded and unloaded the dishwasher and they didn't like it either. These last several days, by choice, instead of loading the dishwasher, I hand washed and dried the dishes by myself each night and it's brought back lots of memories of having FUN doing this thing we didn't like to do. We learned so much about each other cleaning up after meals. We shared and sang and laughed and complained. We hurried and sometimes really took our time. My brother and me; my kids and me. I visited my friend in the hospital this afternoon and watched her drift off to sleep from pain meds. Funny coincidence in light of my week that she mentioned out-of-the-blue how she can't help but wonder if anyone will think to do the dishes while she's away. Happiness is a clean counter, right? ... or maybe it's a counter full of dirty dishes and a sink full of sudsy water with the television on ... tuned into the ever elusive Roadrunner. And I think I hear music from a 'record player' -- Bruce singing Thunder Road :-) You said it, Jane – ‘grateful.’ Those little precious moments where we take the time to breathe and realize we’re in a happy-moment. For me, last week it was washing dishes. We didn’t have a dishwasher growing up. It was a chore that I shared with my brother – and we did not like it. Our kids loaded and unloaded the dishwasher and they didn’t like it either. These last several days, by choice, instead of loading the dishwasher, I hand washed and dried the dishes by myself each night and it’s brought back lots of memories of having FUN doing this thing we didn’t like to do. We learned so much about each other cleaning up after meals. We shared and sang and laughed and complained. We hurried and sometimes really took our time. My brother and me; my kids and me. I visited my friend in the hospital this afternoon and watched her drift off to sleep from pain meds. Funny coincidence in light of my week that she mentioned out-of-the-blue how she can’t help but wonder if anyone will think to do the dishes while she’s away. Happiness is a clean counter, right? … or maybe it’s a counter full of dirty dishes and a sink full of sudsy water with the television on … tuned into the ever elusive Roadrunner. And I think I hear music from a ‘record player’ — Bruce singing Thunder Road :-)

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