While flipping through the channels (the 10 that I tend to watch, anyway) I flipped through Boobah, a PBS show for toddlers. For some reason Hayes was watching the channels as they changed and was immediately attracted to the show. He made it clear through his well developed crying reflex that he wouldn’t be satisfied (read: stop bawling) until the channel was returned to Boobah.
So we watched it. He sat there eyes glued to the tv, leaning forward to get closer, completely enthralled. It left me thinking:
The people who made this are on crack.
I mean, that’s the only way I could explain the show. Because, otherwise, how could they come up with this stuff? Weird baby-techno music? Corpulent brightly-colored mouthless dancing creatures? Over-the-top voice overs for the kids that magnify little sounds about 10000 times? Yup, it’s got it all.
So, what drugs are these people taking?
In a million years I couldn’t have thought of this show. Even after seeing the TeleTubbies, which are similarly bizarre, I wouldn’t have come up with this. Further, how the hell did someone figure out that kids would love this weirdness?
Can you imagine how the meeting went that came up with this show?
Bob: So, I’m thinking kids would like a show that makes no sense.
Sally: Wondeful! Great idea! Where do you come up with these things?
Bob: Dunno, must be all the drugs. Also, while we’re at it, I want there to be randomly flying boxes and balls.
Sally: Can’t have a kids show without randomly flying boxes and balls.
Bob: And techno music. But not like that crazy German stuff. Something more like… uh… remedial. You know, something that would get the kids hooked to techno.
Sally: Fantastic. The BPT (Board for The Preservation on Techno) will love it! Who has the crack pipe?
Bill (mumbling, crumpled in the corner): Err fers ska.
Sally: Fantastic.
Bob: Oh and before I can forget, cuz you know, I’m lit, we need fat multi-colored humanoids. No kids show can go without them. Yes, and they must dance in a way that makes their fat jiggle.
Sally (lighting the crack pipe); Who do I need to screw to get more crack?
Audience laughs, claps.
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Well, any way, that’s how I imagine it. It’s really the only way it could have happened. Do you think it happened any differently?
Neal Patrick says:
September 28th, 2005 at 3:32 pm
These are the same people that brought you Teletubbies, another fat foursome. In case you thought Teletubbies were making sense, they came up with Boobah to really trip you out!
Check out their website…perhaps it should be visited when you’re wearing your STS hat.
The only good thing is that Sophie went through her Boobah phase for about 4 months. And she never learned how to make those weird farting noises. Damn.
Jeff says:
September 28th, 2005 at 5:36 pm
I turned Boobah off the second my four year old pointed out that they look like penises.
Eric Sagalyn says:
September 29th, 2005 at 11:57 am
Yah, dude, I notice that resemblence, too.
Cameron says:
October 1st, 2005 at 3:38 pm
My wife says she got used to the Teletubbies, but that Boobah makes her freaked out still… I’ve watched it once and when it was over I had that “ooohh wtf did I drink last night and where are my pants” feeling.
Gijell says:
November 3rd, 2005 at 7:02 pm
I’ve got something to add to all this.
This morning I proceeded to sit down and watch one of my favourite shows - Boobah - the producers of which will have you believe it’s totally harmless to the under threes. I beg to differ! I watched for about four minutes but the urge to take notes on what I was seeing overwhelmed me. After reading this you’ll discover that this show is the devil incarnate [or at least created by a bunch of lunatic crack-heads].
- “Auntie” steals [paintbrush and bucket of yellow paint].
- Proceeds to masturbate her own septim with paintbrush.
- Destroys what is either public or private property [illegally paints orange fence yellow with forementioned stolen goods]
- She is not mystified or scared when same section of fence starts to multiply three times consecutively.
- Gets paint on grass.
- Runs around in insane-woman fashion with a very large and very full bucket of yellow paint about four times the size of the previous [which magically appeared when she ran out of supplies of yellow paint in the first bucket].
- Boobi [plural of “Boobah”] perform dance routine using torsos, legs, arms… and eyes.
- Forget which direction to dance in.
- Under the impression that people other than me are viewing.
- Despite obese fluffyness, they can levitate.
- Can somehow breathe even when heads become retracted into own torsos