Your knowledge of the canon of Western Television is incomplete without the second semester. So, Bwog did a bunch of
procrastinating studying and finished up the study guide.
It was sometimes difficult to watch Otto, Twister, Squid, and Reggie doing extreme sports when all we could do was eat out Honeynut Cheerios on the couch every Saturday morning. But we got over that quickly watching them do Ollies, surf unbelievably gnarly waves, and manage to have super crazy dreads at a mere nine-years old (?). Whatever—it’ all cool, bro. Woogie, woogie.
We might have been too young to watch the episodes as they debuted, but that didn’t stop us from catching almost every early morning rerun on TBS while getting ready for school. Amidst the neon hats and tacky 80’s sweaters, watching Zach Morris conquer the temple of awkwardness known as middle/high school equated to “How to be Cool and Charming While Not Taking Drugs or Having Premarital Sex 101”. Yes, it was campy, but something about the way each character dealt with semi-real problems like relationships or testing stress was endearing. Every time Zach would break the fourth wall with a wink and a smile, we knew everything was going to be okay.
Bwog wishes Bob Saget, John Stamos, and John Coulier were our collective dad. Seriously, then we solely communicate in cute catchphrases (see “How Rude!”, “You Got It, Dude!”, You’re in Big Trouble, Mister!”, every other line ever spoken by Michelle ever).
Boy Meets World
If Zach Morris taught us how to be cool, Cory Matthews taught us how to be humble. Even though Shawn was often the troublemaker and came from a broken family, Cory supported him as a friend no matter what. Even though Cory would rather talk sports with his friends, he gave English class a second chance due to the Dead-Poets-Society-esque teachings of Mr. Jonathan Edwards. Even though Topanga gets into Yale, she goes to the fictional Pennbrook University and marries Cory. Okay, the last thing might not have been okay, but it was a great show regardless. Don’t try to act like you don’t compare your professors to Mr. Feeny.
When at home, watch Pokémon. When in the car, play the GameBoy game (Silver/Gold FTW). When with friends, play the card game.
When you’re in college, rinse and repeat. Why did a paradigmatic zeitgeist of the 90’s concern a set of Japanese monsters that live in little balls, speak only their own names, and fight each other?