you do as your told….
you buy into the fantasy….
you live with the disappointment
Bad childhood memories; Sea Monkeys, x-ray glasses, Cracker Jack tattoos and Pop Rocks. I like to think that by finding this Mastodon in a capsule, I spared someone’s kid a future of therapy.
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In a upcoming post I will reveal the location for which I unearthed the Mastodon…
In my neighborhood, trash collection takes place on a Tuesday. The night before is a good time to canvas the neighborhood for castaways. It’s great sport. I use Tuesday on my blog to post my treasures. The phrase “getting it cheap is part of the esthetic’ was coined by my photographer friend D Gordon
What was wrong with Pop Rocks? They seem to be the one item from that list that actually kind of did what they were supposed to!
Ahhh, your mastodon was a lemon. I’ve purchased enough of those little capsules to fill a museum, and they’ve never disappointed.
How kind and compassionate of you to save some poor slob of a child from future therapy. I wish I had my old x-ray glasses so I could go to buy some winning scratch-off lotto tickets. Lets not forget Sea Monkeys.
I’m with Susan C. I’ve had great success with capsule critters. But what do you do with them after the initial thrill? They end up in the trash only to be rediscovered by Pasadena Adjacent….
D–glad you’re back, we have missed you!
When little, and inbetween a dead dog and a live one, I got Gaylord, a plastic basset hound that walked on leash and maybe twelve batteries, but very very slowly.
Poor Gaylord. I think I played with him once.
I’m sorry AH ever suffered the infamy of being in between a dead and a live dog.
As for your little spongy guy, well, the lesson here is that anyone promising you an extinct dinosaur is lying.
You’ve probably already been told the crystals toy is called “Magic Rocks” and you can still get them today at science museum gift shops. My favorite toy from the 60′s was the Mattel “Strange Change” machine which was a small oven covered with a plastic dome. You would place a 2″ square by 1/4″ piece of fluorescent plastic inside, turn on the oven and a plastic monster would unfold. My other favorite was a drippy webbed humanoid in fluorescent magenta. Maybe some of your fellow bloggers will remember it as well. We went to Seattle recently and visited the Arche Macfee store. It is the Mecca of arty, nerdy toys. Lisa bought a bacon air freshener for her car as well as a lot of other junk.
If y’all find any dog bones, or just any other people food, save it for me.
I can’t think of any toys that dissapoint right now, but I feel so sad so there must of been many…it’s worse having to see a little kid dissapointed. You did good. :v/
PS – check out the photos of Pasadena Adjacent area on LAPL web site http://catalog1.lapl.org/
Parade from 1970 with Cortlands, See’s candy & other stores in the background.
Tash, Here’s one with Ivers
I will always love wax lips and candy cigarettes that made me cough from breathing in the powdered sugar they were rolled in. I felt so sophisticated.
Me? Little Me? OK… I liked to play with little plastic magnifying glasses as a kid, they where cheap and you could hide them easily, I could also burn holes in paper stuff just by focusing them under the sun. Later I learned I could burn holes in leaves. Oh boy!
But ah… one day I accidentally caught a bush on fire and unfortunately in was right next to my parents house. Ouch. I lost those little magnifying glasses. Lucky for me, er… my parents really, was that my dad just happen to be looking out the window.
Ben: true..credit given to pop rocks for performance (Little Mikey choked to death on their fizzle)
Susan: really? Should it have been 3-d?
D: I didn’t forget Sea Monkeys. Now go out and win the lotto. The queens happy to see you.
QV: thats it…I do a controversial ditty on the boys of Ralph Lauren and all is quite on the western front then I cover sponge toys and everyone wants to argue!
AH: I remember Gaylord. I’m like Gaylord. No, I am Gaylord….Pete-ee the parrot II is out of the oven and looking good. Less candyland as a high fire bird.
Margaret: brilliant comment..can’t add a thing
Chris: Nope, your the one and only to come up with Magic Rocks and I’m not surprised. How’s that bacon air freshener working out?
CO: If I do find a Mastodon bone I won’t be sharing it with you. Sorry pooch.
Tash: See…your experiencing repressed childhood memories.. If your parents hadn’t been from the old country you would have gotten the proper therapy you needed. BTW; I did find something from that sight that I’ll be using on a future post. That corner with all the accidents (across from the library) still treacherous.
Hangedober: Do you have a picture of that? Ivers is the only place I ever worked where I lasted over six months. The last heir of the stores founder died back in the fall (Mary Ivers) Nice lady, gave me a fabulous possum collar swing coat from the 50’s. My cat Tess ate the collar and ruined it.
Mid-Town-G: Wasn’t there an artist who was known for doing the same thing to canvas? I could see you doing that and stuff involving batteries and wire
When I was about 9 years old I secretly sent a quarter to get a Dennis the Mance something or other from the back of a cereal box. I was so excited. It never arrived. I’ve never really gotten over the sense of betrayal. It’s deep, I tell you.
I keep an “expandable” with water towel with my photography equipment, just in case I need to clean something up. I figure it will be a little surprise to cheer me up right when my life depends on it. Also, I’m planning a bubble shoot real soon. I still lub dem.
PS Maybe the mastadon was past it’s expiration date. After all, it is a mastadon. See what I’m sayin?