It’s that time of year again when a mother’s thoughts naturally fall to what will she buy her children for Christmas. As it happens I have been doing a little shopping around town for Christmas presents for my five children over the long Thanksgiving weekend. And every time I look at new toys in the stores- it takes me back to either toys I had as a child or on the other hand toys I wish I really wish I had but would never get in a million years. Or in this case a toy my neighbor had that I played with, but I am pretty sure I didn’t covet this guy.
Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of the 1979 Kenner Alien action figure, but I distinctly remember playing with this ugly bastard at my neighbor Liz’s house. I am not sure if he was a present to her or her little brother, but I believe he showed up sometime around Christmas 1979 or so and I do remember playing with him. As far as I remember he was butt ugly, huge as far as action figure toys went and glowed in the dark. Never mind that I could not possibly see this R-Rated movie Alien at the time, since I was 7. The cool thing was that we could play with this human eating creature from another planet and by play with him I mean try to scare the crap out of other children- which is a time consuming and pleasurable activity for elementary school aged kids .
I did finally get to see the Alien movie later and I can tell you it wasn’t really my kind of movie… but seeing this commercial with him sure brings back fond memories of playing with him. Below is the commercial for Alien in all his kid eating glory.
Now you’ve crossed a line… After I went and shut down my vintage/antiques blog, now you’ve gone and tried to steal SciFi from me? SciFi!!! SCIFI!!! This means WAR!!!
Since when have you had a sci fi blog? If something is 20 years or older I blog about it I own vintage- you conceded when you shut down your blog… now that I think about it you can’t blog at all since you are over 20 years old. You fall under the vintage category. :0P
My first blog was a scifi blog. Second blog is also.
War. WAR!!!
Oh really- well I know that you only pick on the weak… like Meezs and since I don’t have a Meez you have nothing. NOTHING. NOTHING. I SAY!
Oooooo I like how I have a huge Google ad for Elmo next to my Alien monster- it all makes sense now.
That’s not Elmo! That’s a Tickle Me Emo! Disturbing, but strangely fits here.
And, oh yeah, WAR!
WWWAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
WWWAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR–cough, cough–RRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
You will be assimilated… big Dummy! -Fred “Borg” Sanford
Resistance is futons!
If this was facebook I could throw burritos or pillows at your face.
Revenge is a dish best served bold and spicy.
With a side of buttered carrots.
Oh, and then maybe some baked apples too.
I heard they serve revenge at Taco Bell… it’s called the new Black Jack Taco and it smacks you in the head and pretty much all over.
I didn’t think they still had the Black Jack Taco. I thought I missed out.
Maybe it’s regional… I don’t really like the hard shell tacos anyway.
I always knew there was something wrong with you.
Is this Twitter?
@michelle @dcrblogs … U both will be assimilated by the Hollidalian Empire. My PR5 will sawallow up other blogs whole, and spit them out into the vintage galaxy just west of scifi city
It could be Twitter if you like- just move all your followers here. ;o)
PR5? Well, now we know who the real enemy is! He’s come here trying to divide and conquer. Let’s get him!!!
Michelle, you’re a PR3 and I’m a PR2, so we’ve got Speedy matched!
I see what you are doing- you are putting me on the front lines… Wisconsin is closer to Minnesota then Ohio. You are hoping that Speedcat tramples my butt and then you can take over vintage again.
So cynical. I was letting you lead the charge! Don’t fire until you see the whites of his eyes!
His eyes are red and bloodshot…
If you’re that close, you should be firing!!! Remember your battle cry: Remember the El Camino!!!
You will never get across my castle moat … nope
Strong Defence
You three crack me up! Oh, and I forgot how scary that alien character was until I saw the doll – er, excuse me, I mean action figure here. Yikes! What a big head.
Oh no- now we cracked Teeni up- get the super glue Dan, we have to put Teeni back together.