Wednesday, March 22, 2006

I'm busy


The Blogfoot offices are currently swamped with all manner of ad-based work and thus, there is no time today for the penetrating observations all 13 of you have come to expect. Instead, I'm lazily posting a picture that has a little something for everyone...science nerds, nostalgia hounds and even the ladies. That's right, it's a picture of an unclothed bionic action figure. Specifically, a "Big Jim" action figure, a line of toys that gave the G.I. Joe folks a run for their money in the mid 70's by rushing to market and capitalizing on the bionic craze (yes, there was such a thing) created by "The Six Million Dollar Man."

This toy succeeded strictly because of dopey parents. In fact, the toy company banked on it: in the months leading up to Christmas of 1975, every kid was asking for a bionic man toy. But the official / liscensed "Six Million Dollar Man" toys weren't released yet. But this long-necked monstrosity was, and harried, non-detail oriented parents glanced at it and thought "Oh, there's the bionic man toy ____ asked for." Thus, millions of kids opened their presents on Christmas that year and found this pale imitation (the clothed version) in their hands, and slowly shuffled away muttering "But this isn't Steve Austin..."

But from tragedy eventually springs happiness: the next year my parents got me the official "Six Million Dollar Man' action figure, complete with his space capsule / energy recharger and the Bionic Bigfoot to boot.

8 comments:

Aim said...

I endured a similar Christmas tragedy..I asked for Star Trek Communicators, and Santa substitued Army-type walkie talkies instead (Wha? Not even close). Trying to make the best of it, I attempted to use them, but they only had a 10 foot radius, so you could still see the person you were trying to covertly communicate with.

BlogFoot said...

I hate to break it to you, but it wasn't Santa. It was your mom.

Leah said...

I had not yet been conceived for the Christmas of 1975 but I can relate, just on a much later date. My mother had gotten me a Barbie, thinking that it would be good to take a break from my Star Wars action figures. When I asked her to return Barbie, she told me that she would still love me if I ever became a lesbian.

BlogFoot said...

You have lots of lesbian-themed stories. More than most lesbians, I'd wager. Just sayin'.

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