I got a kick out of this old King 5 news promo clip.
First, Jean Enerson could wear that orange blouse and and chunky necklace and still be in style today. Wow. Not sure what that says about today's fashion. And Jean Enerson, still on King 5, doesn't look much different.
Then later, about the obviously named Seattle Tonight Tonite (yes, it was really named that. Seattle hipster irony did not exist in the 70s, apparently)….uh…is it me or is Dick Klinger trying to be sexy? Keep watching and listen for the music, which is also trying to be sexy. It somehow manages to be funny, though, rather than sexy, but that could be my inner snarkstress rearing her snarky head.
My mom will kill me for telling you this, but she thought Dick Klinger was hot.
Watch it here.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
You may celebrate in slow motion
Join me in a joyous dorkdance and order your Bionic Woman Season 1 on DVD today.
What, your memory is hazy about this splendid series about a 70s chick with the coolest mid-mod house ever, great hair, and a bionic dog named Max? Let me refresh your memory.
What, your memory is hazy about this splendid series about a 70s chick with the coolest mid-mod house ever, great hair, and a bionic dog named Max? Let me refresh your memory.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Amazingly not departed: Tri-chem "paint"
One of the dorkiest craft ideas ever is amazingly still around: Tri-chem. I bet your mom had a case of these little metal tubes of "paint" that she used to create spectacularly stupid dish towels with streaky drawings of owls or puppy dogs. I bet she tried to make you do Tri-chem, too, insisting that you Need a Hobby and it's a Fun Thing We Can Do Together. Or maybe that was just my mom. (I love you, Mom, but even you did this crafty stuff reluctantly.)
I get acutely uncomfortable on the rare occassions I need to visit a craft store. I think it's the smell of middle age dorkdom that wafts past the silk flowers and cheap candles. Or possibly it's that craft stores remind me of my own inadequacies as a crafter, an anxiety which can perhaps be traced to childhood Tri-chem frustration. It's all your fault, Tri-chem!
The little metal tubes with their ball-point tips never seemed to give much paint, and what little paint you squeezed out never seemed to go on smoothly. Tri-chem was marketed as liquid embroidery; you used a metal frame to hold the material while you filled in pre-stamped pictures. I remember feeling frustrated and annoyed and not even liking the finished product, which did not resemble embroidery at all.
Check out this awesome picture of a Trichem party--like a Tupperware party, but even more lame. Trust me when I say our finished creations didn't look nearly as good as those in the picture.
Tri-chem has been rebranded for today's hip craftsters (are there really hip craftsters?): listen to the plucky little score and watch the video on their website. The paints are probably better formulated now and I'm sure the patterns are less cheesy. But I'd still probably create only streaky craftbarrassments.
I get acutely uncomfortable on the rare occassions I need to visit a craft store. I think it's the smell of middle age dorkdom that wafts past the silk flowers and cheap candles. Or possibly it's that craft stores remind me of my own inadequacies as a crafter, an anxiety which can perhaps be traced to childhood Tri-chem frustration. It's all your fault, Tri-chem!
The little metal tubes with their ball-point tips never seemed to give much paint, and what little paint you squeezed out never seemed to go on smoothly. Tri-chem was marketed as liquid embroidery; you used a metal frame to hold the material while you filled in pre-stamped pictures. I remember feeling frustrated and annoyed and not even liking the finished product, which did not resemble embroidery at all.
Check out this awesome picture of a Trichem party--like a Tupperware party, but even more lame. Trust me when I say our finished creations didn't look nearly as good as those in the picture.
Tri-chem has been rebranded for today's hip craftsters (are there really hip craftsters?): listen to the plucky little score and watch the video on their website. The paints are probably better formulated now and I'm sure the patterns are less cheesy. But I'd still probably create only streaky craftbarrassments.
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