Old Seattle radio: KSEA

Like audio Valium, KSEA played background music by the Dentist's Office Singers. Great for when you couldn't sleep, it existed in the days before New Age, before Enya, before satellite radio and the Internet gave us a bajillion radio stations to choose from, all tailored Just For You. KSEA was as bland as background music could get.

This site is great for those of you who, like me, are obsessed with old Seattle minutiae. These people remember KUUU, KZAM, KXA, KJET, KYYX, even KING when KING played soft rock and more. I was too young to know what the "more" meant, but I loved that station anyway.

Sorry for the lack of visuals on this one for you Pinterest fans. Hey, we need a Pinterest for music...

Nerdy music and dolphins

My guy tells me that whatever traces of cool I might have once possessed while working in the music industry or riffing on obscure indie film are instantly banished when I talk about some of my exceedingly nerdy musical tastes.

Like Glen Campbell or The Carpenters. Both of whom are GOOD, I tell you.

Or here's a 70s reference for you: remember Jacques Cousteau? And the song John Denver wrote about his boat?  You don't remember? Take a listen above.

Nerdy? OK. But it's still better than Kanye West.

Dearly departed deliciousness: frozen Pepperidge Farm Boston Cream Pie

For the life of me, I can't find so much as a picture of these. I loved these frozen cakes so much that I asked for them to be my birthday cake on my ninth birthday. My mom would decorate them a bit with those tubes of decorator icing from the grocery store, top them with candles, and serve them just a bit frozen. The custard inside was just a bit icy.

Pepperidge Farm still makes frozen layer cakes, but according to their website, not of the Boston Cream variety. If someone has photos or memories of these cakes, do share!

Figurines are dearly departed revenge

Crispy and creme-filled, sweetened with God-knew-what, possibly contaminated with the same stimulants that AYDS candies were...

But they were swee-eet rev-enge!

Lick a lolly, Billy

Um, I want to blog about this. I really do. But this is a G-rated blog. I am a nice LBHG. Mostly.

I realize this was made for kids, plus it was made in a more innocent time. But I'm still creeped out when a grown man in a little boy outfit looks like he's having wayyyyy too much fun licking a giant lollipop. And I will stop there.

From the much loved The Electric Company, I offer you Billy and Molly and their really, really big lollies. Also, the song will stick in your head and rake over your nerves for hours.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled G-rated fun.

Get back in the kitchen, little girl

I'm not kidding when I say that this board game involved giving little girls household tasks to do. Really. That is all the game did. And yet somehow, I loved it. Note that it was called "Mother's Helper."

I'm gobsmacked by how sexist this is. The cards order the players to "Pick up toy in children's room upstairs" and "Mother wants the newspaper in the living room." Maybe this game was supposed to help create obedient little children running around the house doing chores. Or maybe the aim was more sinister and patriarchal. Or authoritarian. Or sadistic. I have no idea.

Can you imagine this selling at all today?

Thanks to Online Commons and The Strong for the image above.

Dearly departed: Snaks you can squeez

Please note that my headline is spelled correctly. Yes, it really was cheez product, and you could really squeez it from a squishy tube. And you thought Cheez Whiz was the beginning and end of pasteurized process cheese food product. Ohhhh, no. We had so many options for food-that-was-not-really-food in the 70s. Aren't you Millennials jealous, what with all your organic, all-natural, actual, real food?

This blasted onto my Facebook page randomly this week. I'd completely forgotten about it. Now I can't get the taste out of my head (kinda like Kraft Easy Cheese.) And I desperately want to squeez the cheez on some Chicken In a Biskit Crackers (also spelled wrong.)