this video will tell you exactly where you can play pogs.

pogs were the thing to have, if you were a young kid in the early to mid-nineties. but guess what friends? i was a young kid in the late eighties to early nineties, meaning by the time pogs came to town, i was on my way to bad jim carrey impersonations.

yes, my friends, I missed out on the pog phase, and i’m sick about it! what a concept: circular pieces of cardboard with pictures of second rate cartoons! sadly, my youth had faded and my pallet had grown to appreciate the subtle art of frasier tuesdays and unsupervised fireworks club wednesday.

the plight of 1983 (my birth year) extends upon my pog dismay. had I been a kid in the mid to late eighties, or the early to mid-eighties, i would have had the chance to participate in the joy of snap bracelets. today, when i hear snap-bracelet-disaster-jokes, i can’t help but feel like an outsider with healthy wrists, who can only laugh half-heartedly.

remember mc hammer? I don’t. had I known that this artistic genius existed, I would have owned ridiculously oversized puffy pants, but instead i was watching a new series called the “disney afternoon,” and first at bat: the gummi bears. It was not a good time.