Tall grass, and the raptors and Pokemon therein
Everyone likes dinosaurs, but some of us liked them… a bit more. I would obsessively watch Jurassic Park and half want the dinosaurs to kill off the fleshy bald primates and take over their island. “Dinosaur eats man…”
I don’t think I ever qualified as a Pokemon nerd per se, but I was always a huge fan of the video games. I still remember going in to a Best Buy, sunlight streaming in through the large front windows, and buying a Game Boy Color and Pokemon Red, while my brother got his own system and the Blue version. Combined with a link cable, and we were ready for madness! It took me a while as I recall getting home to figure out exactly how to turn on the device (I kept on hitting the volume or something) but I was hooked from then on. I favored Charmander, while my brother took the easy route of Bulbasaur. Pansy. Of course I didn’t actually know how to catch Pokemon until some stranger at my brother’s Little League game showed me that I had to weaken them first. Having wasted all my cash on Poke balls, I set out to catch about sixty Rattata, then ended up restarting the game. (Give me a break, I was barely eight.) When we went to Paris the next year, I mostly remember trading Pokemon in the hotel room (I got Golem!) than the landmarks (oh, and crappy movies about the French resistance always on.)
