I'll go first: For me, one of the simple pleasures I remember growing up with was the weekly joy of Saturday morning cartoons. The parents weren't up yet, so I could watch utter crap without fear of judgment. Amidst that crap, I remember fondly my faves: Thundarr the Barbarian, BlackStar, Superfriends, Spiderman and His Amazing Friends. And at the end of this chocolate-milk slurping festival of toons, I'd go out and re-enact my favorite scenes on the dirt-pile in the backyard - unabashed, full of sugared-energy, and pure in its reverie. There, I feel better just thinking about that.

So what about the rest of you? Dare to share?
dw