Grandma's house in Bradenton, Florida.
Since we didn't have cable at my house, I was always parked in front of my grandparent's TV watching VH-1 all night (much like MTV, VH-1 used to play videos). That April of 1994, Crash Test Dummies' "Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm" was in heavy rotation--much to my Grandpa's chagrin. He talked about how bad the song was at the pool one afternoon while other fellow senior citizens shared their own "teenagers are weird" tales. My brother later pointed out to me that by the end of our week, he caught my my Grandpa at the pool whistling "Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm".