I used to watch TMNT catoons with one of the neighbour kids who babysat me. He also taught me how to play the oldschool Super Mario games (I'm still horrible at it). I loved that stuff until social pressure forced me to believe I was only supposed to like girly things. What a terrible few years of my life that was.
I remember only a handful of my toys as a kid. I know we had piles of stuffed animals, and people gave me Barbies all the time that I never played with (those things freaked me the hell out ... "Uncanny Valley" only half describes it). But of toys I actually really loved and personified, there weren't many. Most of them were my brother's ... some hotwheels and action figures and lots of those floppy plastic lizards. I had a distinct lack of cool toys of my own. It's really hard to have epic adventures with Baby-Pees-A-Lot and that freaky cat-doll that had baby kittens you had to rip out of her velcro stomach.
I think the most prosperous toy-time of my life is right now with my handful of awesome little dudes here. We're very happy together