CelticBear’s Musings

I hated Wesley Crusher. Man.

A few years ago when I found out the actor, Wil Wheaton, was not only a dyed-in-the-wool nerb, but also quite cool, I became a fan (of Wil’s, not Wesley.) He writes books and articles. He plays professional poker. He’s huge into computers. He’s sort of like the “Mirror Mirror” version of Wesley Crusher, with the goatee signifying his cool “badness.”

Anyway, one of his recent blogs:

Blue Light Special: http://wilwheaton.typepad.com/wwdnbackup/2006/09/blue_light_spec.html

he discusses going back to the memories he had of buying the original Star Wars figures. His memories sure brought back my own. I had a complete collection of original Star Wars figs (no, none left in boxes.) But then “Empire Strikes Back,” I had most of them, but certainly not all. By that time the torch of figure collecting had been passed to my brother. I had maybe only a few of “Return of the Jedi.”

But the best thing I ever had, is a tie between the Death Star with trash compactor (and trash made out of foam wedges,) or the foot-tall Boba Fett with working…stuff on him.

Unfortunately, the Fett had fallen behind a shelf and landed on a heater for a day. I was in Tacoma, Washington at the time, I believe. But I do remember the childhood pain of a ruined favorite toy. Man, those were the days of innocence.