Meaning, yes, it may’ve felt like it took forever, but we’ve finally reached The End, the REAL end, to Baujahr’s trip into nostalgia with the Früms. We milked… er… juiced it for all it was worth, and then some. But at least[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Strangely enough, this is not Baujahr’s first time landing in a bowl of cereal. Seriously, I had to look it up to make sure I wasn’t making the same joke. Or at least not a better one (yeah, yeah… no[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
And so ends our dalliance into the Saturday Morning Cartoons of our youth. Except for next week. Yeah, I think we’ll milk this for one more week. Maybe two. But here’s a bit of bonus material from Levi, including, if[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Right around the time that Saturday morning cartoons were leaving us high and dry on our weekends, making way for sitcoms for preteens (California Dreams? Hang Time? Really?), Disney made a solid push into doing a whole line-up of cartoons[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
And by “interlude,” I mean something to fill in this space while we wait for the next Book of Baujahr. And by “musical,” I mean… go ahead and hum a tune. Or whistle. Or do something with a lot of La-la-las in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
