Are you a retro video game fan who has saturated you home with vintage gaming accouterments? Don’t think you could add one more thing to your home to complete the game geek experience? Well tear down that old shower curtain because ThinkGeek has a new retro shower curtain that is both humorous and thematically pleasing, the “Retro Gaming Shower Curtain”.
Shower old-school style with this Retro Gaming Shower Curtain without having to worry about getting water in the cartridges. Its see-thru panel lets you be the star of Super Shower Time, instead of one of those stupid plumbers. Although that sort of works now that we think about it. Plumbers. Shower. Anyhow, lather up with your Cleantendo – now you’re sudsing with power!
I don’t know about you, but I have always wanted to be the star of my own NES game and while I never thought that non-8-bit partial nudity would be a possibility (I always assumed true 8-but nudity would be a core part of the game), but if that is the way it has to be, so be it.
The Super Shower Time Curtain is currently available on ThinkGeek and will run you $24.99. For all the enjoyment you will get out of it, I think that is a bargain.
I am posting this photo to warn people about why they should not own a Wicker living room. First, let’s assume that everything is cyclical, even home decoration. If so, than we are really overdue for wicker to make a comeback.
While wicker can be attractive and it a breeze to rearrange, it has its downsides. If you have kids, they will wreck the stuff. Between the jumping and constant picking, it just won’t hold up.
Plus, and I think this is most important, wicker is noisy. Sitting on it or lay down on it and you will hear the wicker rubbing against each other. It makes it difficult to take a couch nap or enjoy a quiet conversation.
So please just enjoy this photo of wicker and if you decide to give it a whirl, don’t say you weren’t warned.
I clipped these out of an ad for a store that sold modern furniture around 1983. That glass top table seemed the height of fancy when I was a kid, but I could never understand how more of them didn’t break (being a kid, I thought all glass was fragile). The rest of the stuff I could take or leave, but I love that blue reclining lounger. If I owned that in the eighties, I would lay on it in my big city penthouse after a hard day of being a wall street tycoon. Then I would put on my headphones, pop in a Memorex tape and listen to “Ride of the Valkyries” until my butler brought me my hourly ham sandwich with Grey Poupon mustard.
Were you ever playing Mega Man and thought, “you know his helmet would make a great lamp?” Me neither, but lucky for people like us there are brilliant and creative minds who thought that very thing and are now selling this Officially-licensed Mega Man collectible. Available from ThinkGeek, the helmet lamp is priced at just under 100 bucks. While not cheap, it would make a great gift for the hardcore Mega Man fan in your life.
Lawn care on my block when I was growing up was serious business. I am not sure why, because people only had what amounted to a postage stamp of land to care for, but many took it very seriously. In the early eighties, a new tool emerged in the lawn care arsenal that caught on like wildfire, the Weed Eater or Weed Whacker.
Just one year after spotting them, it seemed everyone had one, and they were all saying goodbye to hand trimmers and chemical weed killers. That is everyone but my family. No, I continued to chop away at those hard to reach weeds and lawn edges with a pair of trimmers for the rest of my youth. Most of the time look forlornly over at a family with their new electronic marvel who completed their entire yard in the time it took me to finish just a small area.
My Mother did finally get one after the turn of the millennium and I used it on a few visits there. Each time I recalled the hours I sweated leaning in corners and pulling at weeds and cutting grass. Maybe it helped build character, but even now I would trade some of that character for a few extra hours of air-conditioned Atari 2600 time.
In the seventies and well into the eighties, it seemed that everyone wanted a Grandfather clock in their house. My family was not immune to the fever, I believe we got ours in the seventies and it was a faux clock in that it did not have the pendulums and other clock workings in it. Instead you just plugged it in and used the clock case as an attractive showplace for your knickknacks and keepsakes. Usually some bauble that we bought our Mom for Mother’s Day or Christmas that we thought was a treasure that deserved protection (treasure that cost under 10 bucks).
We had the clock well into the nineties and it worked all that time. Then my mother finally got tired of it and sold it at a garage sale.
My bedroom growing up was all dark paneling and dark wood furniture. With the lights out, even with the shade up the room was pretty dark except for the occasional glint of moonlight off of the brass handles on my chest of drawers. Yes, my family knew the important of brass to a child’s proper upbringing, probably because of ads like this one that I spotted in a magazine from the early eighties.
Now I just need to find that ad that told them they needed to put terrifying paintings of weeping clowns on the wall as well.