Enterprising.

2011
11.24

uss_enterprise

One of the most impressionable photographs for me in the ’70s (aside from the infamous Farrah Fawcett poster) was this huge fold-out centerfold spread of the USS Enterprise in an old 1964 issue of National Geographic. My dad had a ton of those old yellow-jacketed magazines laying around, and it was only a matter of time before I discovered that particular one.

And boy, was it a discovery indeed. I would spend hours just daydreaming over that picture; imagining myself on the flight deck, walking amidst and touching those fighter jets, or wondering how jacked it would be to fall off that deck into the sea. Needless to say, it definitely had an influence on the subject of my drawings for quite some time—especially Einstein’s formula for kinetic energy, the very first, if not the only, mathematical equation my little mind took interest in.

The date courtesy of my dad, whom I’m 1000% sure was by my side (I was about to turn 6 yrs. old) dictating to me the month, day and year. He was totally insistent on me dating and signing every single piece of art I created. I remember rolling my eyes constantly and begrudgingly doing so when I was a kid, but now I’m happy to find treasures like this that mark a very specific instance in my wonder years.

The Revell Javelin SST

2011
11.16

One of the most unusual, yet extremely precious finds in the clutter of my childhood is this unopened Revell model kit of a Javelin SST.

Revell Javelin SST unopened MIB: Front panel

Not that I even know what a Javelin is, but what makes it valuable is the memory of my dad collecting model kits by the dozens when I was a tiny li’l shrimp (3–5 yrs. old). I vividly remember sitting in the shopping cart while my dad wiped store shelves clean of model kits and HO scale trains that were on clearance, piling all these curious cardboard boxes on top of me while I looked on.

Back in the early to mid-’70s, the department stores we frequented most on the Westside were Fedco, Zodys, and Two Guys. I think Two Guys was my dad’s favorite though; he recalls a time when they were blowing out AHM and Tyco HO train cars at $.50 a pop. Speaking of which, this model here was only $.79 at Radio Shack of all places.

Revell Javelin SST unopened MIB: Left panel

I wonder how long it took for the artist to paint these illustrations. I would imagine much longer than it takes someone to crank something out these days.

Revell Javelin SST unopened MIB: Top panel

You may be wondering if I’m ever going to put this up on Ebay. Heck no. I have been tempted to open it and even build it, but then I knew for sure I’d regret it if I did. Meanwhile, someone did sell one online for 69 Euros ($93 USD).

Revell Javelin SST unopened MIB: Bottom panel

Wow, I just noticed the ©1971 notation on the panel above. Did he get this one when I was only 1 year old? I wonder if being exposed to models at such an early age got me into all that stuff and made me the geek I am today. Thanks, Dad.

Revell Javelin SST unopened MIB: Right panel

Hallowed.

2011
11.03

The year you knew
what you wanted to be
is what we’ll remember
for now
forever

For once the day
is short but sweet
you know what’s coming
your smile aglow
burning clouds

Who’s that munchkin
mix of love
who walks on air
my son
it’s you

A moment gone
swift so fleeting
technology the savior
help me
remember

Warmth of friendships
feels like family
grow together
gulp in hope
of neverending

Night electric
hopes unleashed
eager hands held
others with sweets
Thank you for
this mystery

Fedco Lives!

2011
11.02

Of all the cool things I’ve caught on YouTube lately, this short but sweet home video of good ol’ Fedco really brought back some great memories. It was taken in 1984—a little later than my heyday (which was probably more like 1976–1981, when I practically lived in their toy section)—but it still gives a rare glimpse into the heart of one of the most beloved and frequented department stores of my childhood. Since replaced by a Target, Fedco has vanished into the mist, but thanks to this video, Fedco Lives!

I Wanna Be An Asteroid For Halloween.

2011
10.29

With Halloween around the corner, I’ve thought about what I want to dress up as. But with all my energy and time funneled into my mini-me, dressing up this year is simply out of the question.

Meanwhile, I have had some time to reflect on how it used to be going Trick-or-Treating back in the ’70s and ’80s when I was a kid. Back then, unless a kid was totally imaginative and original, they’d end up with a store-bought 2-piece costume which consisted of a plastic face mask (held in place by an elastic string) and a rubbery “smock” which wrapped around the body like an apron, tied in the back with a drawstring.


Plaid Stallions has always regaled me with the best pop-culture snapshots of the ’70s and ’80s, and in the Halloween costume department, they’ve struck gold once again with the 1981 Collegeville Costumes Catalog.

Man! What I would’ve done to be a caped Kraken (at left, bottom right costume) from Clash of the Titans, one of my favorite movies that year! Geez.

Yes, costumes have come a far way in both quality (and price) since then. Kids these days are treated to some great costumes which are both comfortable and realistic. Back in the day, that “smock-n-mask” combo was pretty much the standard, and the best costumes were usually the ones depicting the most popular characters of the time.

So what about the not-so-popular characters? Retrocrush’s Worst Halloween Costumes Of All Time has perhaps the best sampling I’ve seen of vintage costumes that make me say WTF(!) Funny thing is, they’re so classically bad that if one was to wear them now, they’d be a hit. C’mon, who wouldn’t want to be Asteroid for Halloween, huh? =)

My Love Affair With Bombers.

2011
10.25

The Flying Fortress

You can blame the movies and Kenner© toys for my childhood Star Wars obsession, but it was all my dad’s fault for getting me into WWII military aircraft, specifically the American B-17 Flying Fortress, B-24 Liberator, and the B-25 Mitchell. He’s a huge WWII buff, and as early as 5–6 years old he already had me watching such wartime classic films as The Longest Day, Bridge On The River Kwai, Tobruk and countless others, which he swore were the best films ever made.

Anyways, here’s some more true gems that I’ve scanned from That ’70s Box, whose page I may as well turn into a blog of its own, since I have so many papers left to scan. Click on either picture for larger images and more info. Unfortunately, neither of them have a date written on them, so I can only guess, judging by the detail, that they were probably done 1978–’79, which was around the time that my dad got me this big, beautifully illustrated coffee table book on American bombers of WWII. Ugh, I wish I could remember which book it was. Nevertheless, that book totally inspired me to take my own fantasy flights on paper.

Once again, thanks to my Mom working as a librarian at UCLA, I had more than enough paper to draw on in my childhood. The drawing below was done on one huge piece of paper which I had to scan in 4 sections and piece together. I labeled it as a 11×17 on Flickr but it’s actually bigger than that.

Flying Fortress Spread 11x17

Enjoy!

White Riot at The Frolic Room.

2011
10.20

White Riot at the Frolic Room

Hollywood, CA: The Frolic Room: One of the best things about being 40-something is running into other 40-somethings that get drunkenly nostalgic and put on a bunch of late-’70s punk/power-pop songs on the dive bar’s hip jukebox to sing and snarl and bob their heads along to, in memorial of their golden days of teen angst and rebellion. Punk’s not dead—it just gets a Designated Driver.

Thanks, whatzyername, for introducing me to these songs, which added some spice to my Glenlivet.

The Day He Asked For Docs.

2011
10.20

The day he asked for Docs.

I’m always hoping Greg adopts my best qualities and traits. Of course, some of this may be possible from teaching and constant reminders, but other times, Greg surprises me out of the blue.

After recently acquiring a pair of “worn-once” Doc Martens (thanks, Ebay for the steal), I wondered if Greg would ever take notice to my new stompers. And the other day, he finally did. As he watched me straight-lacing them in the living room (something I hadn’t done for over 20 years until now), he studied them and asked, “Daddy, what kind of boots are those?”

“They’re Docs,” I answered.

Docs? Cool.” He appeared to examine them even closer, almost as if he imagined wearing them himself. “Daddy, can I have Docs like yours too?”

“Yes you can!” I replied.

Perhaps not long afterwards, the lil’ tike will see me buzzing my head and will ask, “Daddy, can I buzz my head too?” That would be simply awesome.

Mac in Mourning

2011
10.06

The “Sad Mac” t-shirt pays memorial to October 05, 2011—a truly sad day for Apple and Mac enthusiasts worldwide, with the passing of Steve Jobs. The lone icon stands as a testament to his beautiful creation and our tragic loss. Rest in Peace, Steve Jobs. Thank you (and Steve Wozniak) for your remarkable visions, without which I wouldn’t have enjoyed the past 25+ years of using your computers to fuel and enhance my creativity.

Kiss Me.

2011
09.30

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