Spurred on by this post from The Bloggess, who is a delightfully warped person, I dredged up some memories of christmases past. Part of the reason I don’t put a lot of effort into holidays is not, as some clueless people seem to think, from being an atheist, but from growing up in my family.
Tag: GI Joe
Odd memories, part six
Scott Meyer of Basic Instructions fame speaks with the insight of the classic philosophers:
The Nerf designers may actually be missing the point – part of the skills of childhood is repurposing toys to your own ends. Things that are too specific cripple kids’ creative (and destructive) powers.
In my youth, GI Joe was a nine-inch (metric wasn’t invented then) fully-articulated dude