Name Your Adventure aired on Saturday mornings for three seasons beginning in the fall of 1992. I had (regrettably) left Saturday morning viewing behind by that time, but I tuned into Name Your Adventure for one reason. No, it wasn’t host Mario Lopez, crossing over from Saved By The Bell. Nor was it Tatyana Ali, crossing over from Fresh Prince of Bel Air. It was the fact that I confused Name Your Adventure with Choose Your Own Adventure. I made sure to catch the first episode of this show because I thought it was based on the favorite books of my childhood.
Alas, it was not. Instead, Name Your Adventure was a quasi-reality show. It took kids and gave them a chance to pick something cool to do. In other words, name their adventure. It was a pretty neat idea, and they did some pretty neat things. One girl got to meet Tori Amos and another kid got to work with a comic book company (not Marvel). But over time it degraded into job training. Every kid choose to do something related to the dream job they hoped to have one day. Every intro began, “Well, when I grow up I want to be _______, so for my adventure I want to _______.” I gave up on it at that point.
Overall, Name Your Adventure wasn’t a bad show. It was good enough that I still remember it semi-fondly today. But a Choose Your Own Adventure show? That’s the adventure I’d like to name.