Tis the Season for Advertising

As a kid, Christmas commercials always got my little heart pitter-pattering.



This Christmas commercial was for 7-Up. A beverage soley drunk by little old ladies. Yet, somehow, I too decided I needed to partake of this beverage in order to maintain the Christmas spirit.



Man, I wish my friends would forsake me in my time of need on a frozen expanse of pond so that a scarf wearing clown would come ice skate with me.



This delightfully sweet song completely made me forget to fear these hollow-eyed, multi-cultural zombies that were trying to pitch me Coca-Cola.



Hooray, run-away Peter is home from who-knows-where, doing who-knows-what, with a pile of presents. And he's making us coffee!!

Be honest. These commercials have caused you to be filled with the warmth of Christmas Past.

Grandma Got Run Over By CHiPs...

Alright, I've got to get this off my chest: CHiPs is the greatest cop show to ever grace the small screen. Comedy. Drama. Action. Romance. CHiPs had it all. To this day, whenever I'm in L.A., I expect to see Ponch and John cruising down the Santa Monica Freeway on their Kawasakis hunting down a gang of thieves that use trained hawks to steal purses from unsuspecting old ladies.

Unfortunately, I never realized my dream of working with Ponch, John, and Sgt. Getraer. But never fear, I've got the CHiPs Color-Form set to keep me fulfilled in life.






This bad boy is jam packed with delicious CHiPs goodness. And in case my imagination is shot, it comes with a booklet of delightful CHiPs ideas.



I love how I can knock some speeding scum bag upside the head. Unfortunately, it doesn't come with the option of having Ponch and John use their .45's to draw down on some low-life that stole an orphanages bus just days before Christmas.



However, it does come with these freaky half bodies. Did the CHiPs officers ever have to face down a sadistic serial killer? Maybe that's a scene waiting to happen.

Forget Malls

Tired of crowded malls? Tired of beating women and children over the head in order to pick up the last Millenium Falcon? Then I've got just the place for you...




My mouth waters at this bountiful feast of goodies.

Nerd Alert...signed Star Trek script!!


Gasp...a "Thunderbird 4" model!!


Gurgle...C-3PO's freaking head!!


I just wet myself...Luke's lightsaber!!


Whip it good!! Indy's bullwhip!!


Why are these treasures not being kept in some sort of hermetically sealed government vault??!!

M.A.S.K. Returns

As a kid of the 80's, I was naturally fascinated with things that weren't as they appeared. Transformers. Go Bots. M.A.S.K. If it could morph into something different, I was into it.

Now, this post isn't really about any of these previously listed toys...yet. However, as I was perusing the shelves at the local Toys R Us, I found this little guy:



Now, I didn't think much of this new Joe, but then it hit me. Holy Cripes!! This is Matt Trakker from M.A.S.K. These toys rocked my tiny little world. The story line involved two sides: M.A.S.K. vs. V.E.N.O.M. Both had vehicles that could turn from the ordinary into super battle mode. Now, Matt Trakker was the leader of the good guys. And to see him fraternizing with the Joe's makes my heart warmer than a fat guy in July.




Could more M.A.S.K. stuff be on the way? Dear Lord I hope so!!