Tunes on 2's - Mr. Wendal, Arrested Development (1992)

I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate
Mr.Wendal, that's his name,
no one ever knew his name cause he's a no-one
Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum,
until I had the chance to really get to know one
Mr.Wendal, yeah yeah yeah, Lord, Mr.Wendal

Listen/watch here.
 
Ah, Mr. Wendal. I was reminded of this songa few weeks ago.  My brother called to tell me it had come on the radio while he was at home painting his livingroom. You might wonder why my brother was compelled to call me about a marginal early-90s rap song about the plight of the homeless. Would it make more sense if I told you I liked the song so much that I named a pet after it?
 
Probably not, but I did.
 
Mr. Wendal was a black, white, and brown guinea pig. I don't remember exactly why I wanted a guinea pig or the circumstances surrounding convincing my parents that I could get one (Mom or Dad may be able to enlighten on that). Perhaps after a long line of gerbils and hamsters I was ready for something more substantial (and we could never have a dog). I was 16 years old at the time, and Mr. Wendal lived in my room in an old aquarium on a bed of cedar chips and newspaper that never got changed often enough. He made a funny "wee wee wee" noise and pooped a lot. I thought he was the cutest.
 
So what happened to Mr. Wendal? When I went off to college he could not come with me. Not wanting to deal with the aforementioned pooping and changing of bedding, my mom donated him to a HeadStart classroom. I like thinking that Mr. Wendal brought joy to some little kids and hope he kicked the bucket peacefully after his years of service.
 
RIP, Mr. Wendal.
 

I couldn't find a picture of me with Mr. Wendal, so I thought I'd embarass my little brother instead.

 It's a kick to see my old room though: posters of The Doors, The Little Mermaid, and Earth: One House, Many Rooms on the wall/door, curlers on the vanity, and my dad's 8-tracks under the pet table. If there was a sports bag on floor that might sum up me as a high schooler.