:::this is the way the world ends:::

If we don’t blog Spectra has already won.


Thanks Tob! Looks great!

I’m looking forward to many arguments interesting discussions in the coming months.

As you may have guessed by my deft posting of the image above, Netflix just sent season one of “Battle of the Planets.” I’ve watched one episode this evening and plan to watch several more after my blogging chores.

BOTP (as we fans call it) pretty much sucks. It is not awesome. Clearly I have grown more sophisticated in my media tastes in the last twenty-five years.

Still, it’s arresting to have such clear recognition of music, sound, action and color from so long ago. As I experience this deep-brain TV stimulation, additional childhood memories dislodge and float to the surface of my mind. These recollections are the mostly mundane details of young child: favorite toys, snacks and pastimes. Each one insignificant and wonderful.


  1. Shotts

    Wow, J.E.–this also is bringing up many memories. I used to watch BOTP while in pre-school and Kindergarten, and I remember it vividly. I loved it. I remember specifically laying in the living room in our house on Olivette in McPherson (this was even before we moved out on Old 81 Hwy) and watching BOTP, when my little sister Mandy, maybe three months old at the time, crawled over onto me and proceeded to vomit directly into my ear. I have never forgiven her.

    Still, I don’t think I can bring myself to put BOTP on our Netflix queue. As you can see, I have some good and some bad associations. I also think BOTP needs to stay, for me, back in the 70s.


  2. J.E.

    I watched another hour last night just to make sure BOTP really sucked. It did.

    Sorry about the vomit.

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