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#86 :: Lego Alien Warrior

May 6, 2004

We had a homemade corduroy sack full of Legos when I was a kid, it weighed maybe four or five pounds. A couple of huge green base plates, untold numbers of plain, rectangular 1x2s, 2x2s, 2x6s and 2x8s in red, green, black, yellow, white. There were three or four precious blues, and perhaps two clear 1x2s that served as the windows around which the fantasy would accrete – race car, space ship, dungeon, castle keep. No guys, no chrome, no pivoting pieces (maybe an axle and some wheels). Just blocks. Now there are Mars vehicles and cow towns and pivoting 22-wheeled construction cranes and undersea pirate adventures with little peg-legged guys and semi trucks that transform into giant robots that shoot rockets and fly around with little tiny transformer robots in their bellies.

Aahh, crap. Kids.

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  1. Matt May 9, 2004 @ 7:01 am

    You are so right – I had the same rectilinear pile of Lego (never LegoS!). Along with snidely lamenting the modern quick-snap-finished ideology, I do secretly wish I had had some instant Robots too. (OK so I do now!). Cheers.

  2. Kit May 9, 2004 @ 3:30 am

    Yeah well, Legos were a mother’s nightmare; accidentally vacuum ’em, step on ’em, turn your ankle walking barefoot in the night, but the *stuff* you made… Go Lego!