Pokemon, I choose you

So what if I'm not a kid anymore; I still like to watch cartoons. I have always watched cartoons. In fact, I wake up early on weekends to lie in bed watching cartoons. I even watch cartoons with my girlfriend in bed with me (she is very understanding). But this Pokemon thing has gotten out of hand.

For those of you who don't know, Pokemon is that Japanamation television cartoon that caused a lot of little kids to have seizures when it first aired a few years ago.

So now I am addicted and getting worried. It used to be on at 7:00 am Monday through Friday, which wasn't really a problem, because that is usually my "hit the snooze button while trying to wake up" time. But now that they moved it to 8:00 am, I find myself staying in bed to watch it each morning, making me late to the office - well, later than I would like.

And I am not really sure why I like it so much.

It might be because it is reminiscent of everything that was great about Speed Racer and Marine Boy. The poor dubbing, the overdramatic show of surprise (picture legs up in the air with those little " " around each foot representing quick motion), the fountains of water emanating from the eyes when someone is sad. I do find that very entertaining.

But just maybe it is because of Ash, the main character, who vows to become "the world's greatest Pokemon trainer!" I have never really vowed to become the world's greatest anything. Now don't get me wrong, I am real good at a lot of things. In fact, I would say I am great at a few things. But I have never really aspired, let alone tried, to be the world's greatest anything.

Is it wrong not to aspire to be the world's greatest something or other at some point in our lives?

For now, I am going to keep on watching and pray that they don't move it to one of the after-school timeslots.