I guess I would have been 6 years old when Pee-wee's Playhouse debuted? Or maybe we got it a little later in Canada? I don't know. Anyway, I found everything about that show hypnotic. I wanted to live in that fucking house. Pretty sure I dreamed about it frequently.
I had no idea until much, much later that it had been retrofitted from an adult-skewing stage show. There were definitely vestigial bits to it though, like how Miss Yvonne desperately wanted to fuck Pee-wee. That still came across as funny, even though as a little kid, I wasn't entirely sure what her actual interest in him was.
The transforming sets, the stop motion shorts, the various characters that were constantly showing up, that show was just fucking magical to me. I remember feeling bad when the whole "Pee-wee is a pervert" thing was going around. Not like seriously bent out of shape or anything, just disappointed.
I remember when Big Top Pee-wee showed up at the local rental place, my friend group must have watched that fucking movie a hundred times. And for all that, I can barely recall what happens in it.
