For cartoons, I’m still a kid inside

I love cartoons: the poorly drawn figures, the witty comments, the unadulterated banter, and many times, the sheer humor behind the screen. If you’re like me, you grew up watching cartoons on television almost every Saturday morning. Around seven o’clock, I’d wake up and sprint to the nearest room with a television where I’d inevitably find my sibling already seated in the most comfortable spot, watching cartoons and lolling over the chair’s arms. Saturday morning cartoons created some of the best moments of my childhood.

Cartoons were utter enjoyment. They taught me that it was possible to go to the moon and return to Earth in a matter of minutes or maybe that becoming an airplane pilot was all about your attitude and little about credentials or training. By extension, they taught me how to enjoy my childhood and to live life without regrets or hesitations.

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve been trying to find cartoons like the ones I saw as a kid, those that would spark that inner excitement within me whenever a new episode would be released or whenever a well-timed pop-culture reference would appear that would incapacitate me with laughter. I’ve found a couple, the big names that many people follow, like “The Simpsons,” “Family Guy,” and “Futurama.” If generosity were real in show business, I would even include “American Dad,” but let’s be honest, no one really watches that or knows why it’s still on air.

Nowadays, there are some great new cartoon creations that can make even the most cynical of television viewers burst with laughter. The most famous perhaps is “Adventure Time,” which is an intricate world filled with oddball personas from all depths of the imagination, at least from the evaluations I’ve heard from some incredibly reputable sources, my closest friends. Then again, I don’t watch it because the colors are aesthetically displeasing and bother my eyes. There’s something I simply don’t like about Princess Bubblegum’s shade of pink. It’s too bubbly.

Nevertheless, during the summer, I stumbled on a show that I cannot stop watching: “Bob’s Burgers,” a show following a family of five and their escapades as they deal with their lives while running a burger shop. From Louise’s well-timed cravings for destruction, failure, and implicitly, the apocalypse to Tina’s obsession for boys, butts, or both combined with Linda’s not-at-all catchy “Broadway” songs, “Bobs Burgers” has everything a great cartoon needs. I started watching it one day and in fewer than 72 hours, which includes breaks for sleeping (around eight to ten hours, considering it was summer vacation), eating, and unfortunately, leaving the house, I finished three seasons of “Bob’s Burgers,” which is about 40 to 45 episodes. Each episode is about 20 minutes long and then the credits appear, which no one usually watches. However, for this show, I watched them because there’s always one of Linda’s songs at the end. If you want to binge-watch this show like I did, Netflix has it at your disposal, and miraculously, the episodes load successively with a five second-or-so pause in between. Netflix knows how to do things right.

Now that school has started, obviously, there won’t be nearly as much time for splurging time on the latest shows and cartoons, especially for the new juniors and seniors with the IB and all that it entails. But that doesn’t mean you can’t indulge every now and then. Treat yourself. I know I will when the “Family Guy” and “The Simpsons” crossover episode is released. Did I mention Bob from “Bob’s Burgers” will make a cameo appearance in it too? Could be an apotheosis.