Thursday, April 17, 2008

 
My computer was down for 12 hours, so forgive the lateness of this entry.

This morning, I was driving past Squibb Suppository Stadium, which was formerly called Squibb Stool Softener Stadium. For some reason, thinking about suppositories reminded me that in 13 months I will begin collecting a pitiful amount of social security. It also reminded me that Hasbro's Mr. Potato Head will be eligible for social security in just 6 years.

I always wondered why they never made a Mrs. Potato Head. In my youth, I decided to make one up, along with my own sit-com, "Leave It To Hash Brown," with Hugh Beaumont as Mr. Potato Head, Barbara Billingsley as Sweet Potato Head, Tony Dow as Bud, and of course, Jerry Mathers as Half-Baked. Needless to say, there would be a fat and dumb neighbor, Lumpy, and a polite, suck-up neighbor, Eddie Home Fry.

The 1952 model of Mr. Potato Head consisted of only a few parts, including a pipe to stick on a real potato. I'll never forget my mother's reaction after my first day of playing with Mr. Potato Head. "You've been in the bathroom for hours with that potato. Do you want to go blind?" My mother knew then that her 5-year old, red-headed son was going to grow up to become something strange, I mean special.

The day after getting Mr. Potato Head, I got bored and hungry, so I went to the refrigerator and turned Mr. Potato Head into Mr. Potato head with sour cream and chives. As I was about to devour Mr. Potato Head, my mother threw Mr. Potato Head out of our 4th floor window, striking Mr. Kubelsky (who bore an uncanny resemblance to Mr. Potato Head) just above his left ear. I guessed Mr. Kubelsky wouldn't be banging his broom on our ceiling anymore and interrupting my winter olympic games.

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