Throwback Thursday: Totally Eighties Christmas Edition
Here’s a blurry photo of yours truly on the Christ’s Mass of ’84, awash in plasticine bounty typical of Reagan Era living. Case in point: I’m holding (and am clearly enamored with) a robot that turns into a gun. If that’s not the ’80s in a nutshell I don’t know what is (maybe a robot that turns into a gun wearing Jim McMahon sunglasses?).
To be honest I don’t remember this specific yule too well, but I can tell you I later spent countless hours ramming that “Knight Rider” toy into my Ewok Village playset. I’d set up all my Star Wars figures on the playset like it was the end of Jedi and (from a few feet away) roll Hasselhoff’s Trans Am as hard as I could into the otherwise docile ewok treehouse. KA-BLEWSH!
You shoulda seen how far C-3PO and Zuckuss would fly sometimes—right into Mother Greene’s kitchen!