Today while I ran on the elliptical, the kids watched some episodes of Saturday Night Live from 1990. It was strange seeing those episodes that I remember watching live. Mike Myers, Kevin Nealon, Jan Hooks, Phil Hartman, Dana Carvey, Dennis Miller and Victoria Jackson. They used to be older than me and suddenly, via the magic of television, I was older than them. Significantly older.
Chris Rock, Adam Sandler, Chris Farley and David Spade were just kids. Barely out of college. Like I was back then.
Nathan, his friend and Chloe didn't know what to make of some of the skits. They were dated, almost obscure in context of today. Dennis Miller read the news and there was a segment about possibly going to war with Iraq. Desert Storm. There were jokes about Saddam Hussein. A spoof of Live with Regis and Kathy Lee. Kathy Lee not Kelly Kelly was probably still a kid on All My Children. The Bad Ideas Jeans commercial. I had to explain the Chris Rock Pump It Turkey commercial. The kids thought I was kidding about the Nike basketball shoes that you could pump up.
I felt two things watching the shows. Old and sympathy. Not every skit was funny. Some of them were all out clunkers. It has to be damn hard to crank out the funny week after week. You're not going to hit it out of the park every time. I get that now.
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