Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sure I was 12 years old but I would anxiously await the new Saturday morning cartoons to start each fall.
The promo would get me hooked and I would count down the days until the promised shows would air.
I would get up early that weekend and await t.v. to start broadcasting. Static, the national anthem and then it was go time.
Cheerios on the couch until Dad got up and said "Enough t.v. go out side and play!" and that was probably 10:00 a.m..
Fond, fond memories.
I never much cared for BatMite though.