Go! Go! Gadget Record Player!
“Gold leader, this is Alpha leader. Enemy spotted at 4 o’clock. Commencing attack run.”
“Roger Alpha leader, will follow you down with supporting fire.”
Alpha leader leads his motley band of attack ships forward. Leading the pack is a metal toy Millennium Falcon with Matchbox jet planes and pieces of broken model airplane kits my brother never used.
The enemy fights back valiantly. X-wing fighters sweep across the 2 dimensional battle field with supporting defenders made from Lego’s.
Alpha wing is slowly picked apart until Gold wing sweeps in led by Buck Roger’s star fighter and toy battleships and destroyers pretending to be the Argo from Starblazers.
The battle is pitch as the attack on the main cruiser is made. The cruiser is a large scale version of the enemy ships from Buck Roger with over a 1 foot wingspan. A colonial fighter slips thru to fire his red torpedoes (yes, it’s the colonial fighter before they removed the firing option since kids kept swallowing the red torpedo). The torpedo missed and the colonial fighter is destroyed by a Tyrannosaurus Rex space monster.
Suddenly, the enemy cruiser explodes into little pieces as a Rubix Snake sneaks in and wraps itself around it, crushing the bridge. The remaining enemy ships are slowly picked off as Godzilla swallows each. The enemy is given no quarter!
I spent hours and hours spreading out my fleet of ships on our living room floor. With an active imagination, anything that looked even a little spacey became a ship. A broken P51 model engine, perfect. A couple pieces of 2x4 blocks with nails? Absolutely!
I loved playing with my toys. I was a bright child. Always the one to read board game instructions and teach my brothers how to play. The one to always win at chess (although I really did suck). The one to figure out how to dismantle a toy in the shortest amount of time. Although the concept of putting it back together never quite gelled. Oh! And the one who would read the warning instructions on toys and do the complete opposite.
Take for example one of the first remote control cars we owned. The remote, when clicked, makes a very loud, sharp, clicking sound. The warning on the remote said to not place it near the ear, or else hearing damage could occur. I walked around all day holding it next to my ear clicking away. Warning instructions be damned!
I miss the days of simple toys. Now I’m older, and the thoughts of playing with broken bits of plastic and wood seems too childish for someone of my age. How could I explain to SkyPrincess I’m reconstructing the great battle of the Beta Omega star cluster fought with dominoes with toothpicks glued to them? She’d run screaming!
Now my choices of toys are very sophisticated. I’ve been an IT professional for years and years, and I’ve watched the gadgets get more and more complicated. I remember when having a pager that displayed the phone number made you something special. Now you have PDAs, blackberries, and phones with enough computing power they would give the NASA administrators during the Kennedy administration wet dreams.
For some reason, my gadget gene was never activated. I remain one of the most clueless people when it comes to small, compact toys that eat AA batteries like my family during an all-you-can-eat catfish dinner at the Hush Puppy.
I’m not sure how it happened. I have tried to slowly enter the digital era of toys. I finally broke down 6 months ago and bought a very nice digital camera. I’ve used it a handful of time and still have to break out the instruction book to just find out how to change the resolution. Right now it’s set at mega gonzo huge. Each picture is well over 1.5 megs in size and impossible to email. Luckily, I bought a ½ gig card for the camera, so I will never run out of space when taking them. But they do suck up the hard drive. Maybe I should buy a CD burner?
I think SkyPrincess is going to get me an Ipod for Christmas. I’m stepping up in the world! Now to figure out how to use the thing. I hear its very user friendly and customizable. I wonder if it has an attachment for my 8 track tapes?
- Mizike a.k.a Inspector Gadget
“Roger Alpha leader, will follow you down with supporting fire.”
Alpha leader leads his motley band of attack ships forward. Leading the pack is a metal toy Millennium Falcon with Matchbox jet planes and pieces of broken model airplane kits my brother never used.
The enemy fights back valiantly. X-wing fighters sweep across the 2 dimensional battle field with supporting defenders made from Lego’s.
Alpha wing is slowly picked apart until Gold wing sweeps in led by Buck Roger’s star fighter and toy battleships and destroyers pretending to be the Argo from Starblazers.
The battle is pitch as the attack on the main cruiser is made. The cruiser is a large scale version of the enemy ships from Buck Roger with over a 1 foot wingspan. A colonial fighter slips thru to fire his red torpedoes (yes, it’s the colonial fighter before they removed the firing option since kids kept swallowing the red torpedo). The torpedo missed and the colonial fighter is destroyed by a Tyrannosaurus Rex space monster.
Suddenly, the enemy cruiser explodes into little pieces as a Rubix Snake sneaks in and wraps itself around it, crushing the bridge. The remaining enemy ships are slowly picked off as Godzilla swallows each. The enemy is given no quarter!
I spent hours and hours spreading out my fleet of ships on our living room floor. With an active imagination, anything that looked even a little spacey became a ship. A broken P51 model engine, perfect. A couple pieces of 2x4 blocks with nails? Absolutely!
I loved playing with my toys. I was a bright child. Always the one to read board game instructions and teach my brothers how to play. The one to always win at chess (although I really did suck). The one to figure out how to dismantle a toy in the shortest amount of time. Although the concept of putting it back together never quite gelled. Oh! And the one who would read the warning instructions on toys and do the complete opposite.
Take for example one of the first remote control cars we owned. The remote, when clicked, makes a very loud, sharp, clicking sound. The warning on the remote said to not place it near the ear, or else hearing damage could occur. I walked around all day holding it next to my ear clicking away. Warning instructions be damned!
I miss the days of simple toys. Now I’m older, and the thoughts of playing with broken bits of plastic and wood seems too childish for someone of my age. How could I explain to SkyPrincess I’m reconstructing the great battle of the Beta Omega star cluster fought with dominoes with toothpicks glued to them? She’d run screaming!
Now my choices of toys are very sophisticated. I’ve been an IT professional for years and years, and I’ve watched the gadgets get more and more complicated. I remember when having a pager that displayed the phone number made you something special. Now you have PDAs, blackberries, and phones with enough computing power they would give the NASA administrators during the Kennedy administration wet dreams.
For some reason, my gadget gene was never activated. I remain one of the most clueless people when it comes to small, compact toys that eat AA batteries like my family during an all-you-can-eat catfish dinner at the Hush Puppy.
I’m not sure how it happened. I have tried to slowly enter the digital era of toys. I finally broke down 6 months ago and bought a very nice digital camera. I’ve used it a handful of time and still have to break out the instruction book to just find out how to change the resolution. Right now it’s set at mega gonzo huge. Each picture is well over 1.5 megs in size and impossible to email. Luckily, I bought a ½ gig card for the camera, so I will never run out of space when taking them. But they do suck up the hard drive. Maybe I should buy a CD burner?
I think SkyPrincess is going to get me an Ipod for Christmas. I’m stepping up in the world! Now to figure out how to use the thing. I hear its very user friendly and customizable. I wonder if it has an attachment for my 8 track tapes?
- Mizike a.k.a Inspector Gadget
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