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Post by Doc on Nov 16, 2006 5:12:19 GMT -5
jimhillmedia.com/blogs/jackson_king/archive/2003/12/08/1140.aspxWhat great fun the TV show. I even had a Beanie doll and a Cecil doll. OMG. Well, hey, Frank Zappa liked it, too. Beanie knew how to treat his friends. I guess I saw myself as Cecil, afraid of things and generally always needing a bon mot or encouragement when I was 3 and 4 years old. Beanie was always the optimist and always supportive and kind. Those two dolls went everywhere with me until I was about 5, when the family German Shepherd ATE them both in a fit of pique. We came home to find doll stuffing everywhere and the propeller in pieces. I cried like a baby (well I had been one kinda recently) but then I had to grow up and face life without these two dolls. The dog ALSO bit into and burst my Sinclair Oil Company Blow-up Dinosaur named "Dino", that big green toy so many of us had. I abandoned stuffed and inflated toys for metal fire trucks, tiddley-winks, trains, and etch-a-sketch. I had a Slinky for a time which disappeared. I think there is a toy Fairy thst senses when you are about to outgrow toy, so they have them destroyed or given away to Cousin Elmo just in time. That Djinn of the Toy Box plotted against my Beanie, Cecil, and Dino the Dinosaurus so that I would hopefully advance to G.I. Joe, Commando, and "Sock 'Em-Block-"Em" fighting action figures. I avoided most of that, and NO, I didn't go the Suzy Homemaker/Chatty Cathy route either, but instead went for the more eccentric things. Like, I played Monopoly at the age of 7. And won! Too bad I can not seem to put that to use today.....
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Post by fourthousandholes on Nov 16, 2006 16:27:54 GMT -5
Doc wrote: "Those two dolls went everywhere with me until I was about 5, when the family German Shepherd ATE them both in a fit of pique."And not a moment too soon! Beanie and Cecil was evil. I hated them. "A Bob Clampett cartoo-oo0-000-oon!" Think the guy was on an ego trip, perhaps? Those of us who grew up watching the wickedly funny Bugs Bunny, Tweety and Sylvester, and Fog Horn Leghorne were horrified to see this sugar-coated, honey gooey garbage offered up to our younger siblings. I'm glad to see you weren't adversely "effected". Now the Partridge Family, on the other hand..... "Rumor had it that Albert Einstein liked it so much, he stopped work every day at four o'clock to watch."
Yeh, well rumor had it that I'm as rich as Bill Gates. Gimme a break. And oh, yeh, I know Clampett ended up working on some Warner Brothers cartoons, but that doesn't make up for what he did with B&C. Now I feel guilty because your inner-child probably still loves those dolls, Doc. Well that's a different story than Bob Clampett's ego tripping. No offense is meant. My inner child still hates that cartoon.
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Post by Doc on Nov 17, 2006 0:46:22 GMT -5
Doc wrote: "Those two dolls went everywhere with me until I was about 5, when the family German Shepherd ATE them both in a fit of pique."And not a moment too soon! Beanie and Cecil was evil. I hated them. "A Bob Clampett cartoo-oo0-000-oon!" Think the guy was on an ego trip, perhaps? Those of us who grew up watching the wickedly funny Bugs Bunny, Tweety and Sylvester, and Fog Horn Leghorne were horrified to see this sugar-coated, honey gooey garbage offered up to our younger siblings. I'm glad to see you weren't adversely "effected". Now the Partridge Family, on the other hand..... "Rumor had it that Albert Einstein liked it so much, he stopped work every day at four o'clock to watch."
Yeh, well rumor had it that I'm as rich as Bill Gates. Gimme a break. And oh, yeh, I know Clampett ended up working on some Warner Brothers cartoons, but that doesn't make up for what he did with B&C. Now I feel guilty because your inner-child probably still loves those dolls, Doc. Well that's a different story than Bob Clampett's ego tripping. No offense is meant. My inner child still hates that cartoon. No, no, quite fine really, quite a fine observation. Those dolls (and Dino the Dinosaurus) had lived out their usefulness and it was time for the late toddler to dispense with them. The dog had more sense than I do today. Years later, though, when "King" got to be really old and had severe hip dysplasia, my parents unfortunately had to take him on his "final magical mystery tour" to the vet across town. The vet ordained that our loyal loving dog, King, was beyond help and the humane thing to do was to "put him to sleep" with a lethal pooch injection. I was left at home and thereby spared the trauma of "knowing" what was happening though when mom and dad came home and told me that it was all over, I shed more than a few tears as I could not block out the sad look King gave me as my parents muscled him out the door to the car for his Green Mile experience. I can still see the pathos in the eyes; he could barely stand up and could not walk with his back legs any more, just drag along pathetically--but still had the will to live. Somehow he knew it was his appointment with Old Scratch. Dogs know. I don't know how, they just know. It still leaves me today with an occasional sadness about it; dogs become feeble and we have to put them down. And if I was really a cold son-of-a-b*tch, I might have thought smugly to myself that day as through the back window I saw dad hoisting his limp hind quarters into the family Ford, "Hey, Fido. This one's for Beanie. Ya' had it comin, Pooch." Ah, yes, demented childhood thoughts. But I didn't think that. I just cried little kid tears that all little kids cry when their beloved pet finally reaches the end of the line. I have a heart, really I did. Or do. Or, used to, somewhere. Besides, I knew that Beanie would be somewhere on the other side just a-waitin' for him-----maybe even at the gates of Doggie Heaven.
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Post by Doc on Nov 17, 2006 3:22:41 GMT -5
You say they were evil? How did they get that way? You don't know the half....... I never said I threw the pieces out.........BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Stop me now--I think I'm coming-----UNGLUED!!!! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH----------HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!
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Post by LOVELYRITA on Nov 19, 2006 21:30:39 GMT -5
You say they were evil? How did they get that way? You don't know the half....... I never said I threw the pieces out.........BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Stop me now--I think I'm coming-----UNGLUED!!!! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH----------HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Evil dolls...reminds me of the old twi light zone where Telly Savales was tormented by an evil doll named "Talking Tina"... Hopefully Beany didn't "talk" to you DOC. At least with evil intent. Somewhere out there at a Swap Meet, an antique flea market is a Beany and Cecil waiting for DOC... As for Chuckie.....he needs to be sent to the island of misfit EVIL toys... along with the Barney the Purple Dinosaur...(I hope DOC doesn't have one of those....) Going down the list of some of those toys reminded me of my childhood toys. I remember the Colorforms toys that had those plastic cut out pieces that you placed onto a background and could create different settings. I had Barbie, Dawn, and Miss Cookie's Kitchen.... My favorite doll was Baby First Step...I still have her, although I her original hair was covered with a hideous wavy home made weave I gave her in the 1980's out of that doll hair from a craft department. I need to find baby doll hair and replace that mess. Her leg fell off and she had her "last step" years ago....She's sitting in a little cradle I found along the road that someone was going to throw out. I rescued it. Not that I'm a dumpster diver, but I was in need of a doll cradle and there it was. A little reworking and it's holding my doll. Now...for my sister's doll, it was decapitated...somewhere is the body and head...but in need of a doll hospital....Someone tried to stitch her head, because it was a very hard rubber. But my sister was hoping to find someone who could fix it.... Amputee dolls, decapitated dolls...one would think they posed on the "Butcher Block" cover...but no, these dolls were not part of the Beatles cover shot. Before computer games, videos games...we had to play with tinker toys, lincoln logs, silly putty, play doh, crayola crayons, etch a sketch, etc....We had to think, nobody did our thinking for us in our playtime... Talk about getting off topic...I can't blame it on any tea...I didn't have any since this morning.... but I did drink some of my juice... Maybe there's something about pomegranate and blueberry combined!
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