This is my first blog... I know what you're saying "but Matt it's 2014 blogs are so early 2000's." Well, I'm not pretty enough for youtube... yet (come on botox work your sweet magic). Anyway, I want to share one of my favorite stories from my childhood. It's one of the reasons I still love toys so much and of course it applies to comics and films too!
To quote one of my best friends, Mike Swingle... (who I don't see near enough) "I remember back in 83 when I was a lowercase g...." So it really was about 83 or so and I don't really remember if I saw the films first or if I had the toys first but I loved Star Wars... My dad and my Uncle Steve both loved it too and they bought me some of the toys at some point... probably my mom too. I was a Lucky kid... It was the 80's the best time in toys. I had MOTU and GI Joes too! Anyway, I couldn't ride a bike yet and I was too small to leave the yard so I would take some of my toys to the end of my driveway and play w/ them in the dirt and rocks. I would have all sorts of battles w/ my Joes or my MOTU and of course Star Wars figures. I used this thing called an "imagination" to make up stories and create my own little worlds and played for hours. It's important to mention... I never mixed my Action Figures... If I was playing w/ GI Joe it was just GI Joe. I knew some kids who'd be having all there figures fight, like Transformers and He-Man guys having battles or in some cases tea time... um... these were other dudes like I said... Anyway, it wasn't like there couldn't be some cross over action w/ the different toy lines, but it had to make sense in my worlds... Like there was some kind of dimension issue and the Joes ended up in the Millenium Falcon or something, and Luke and Han helped them get home... something like that. I'm rambling and a nerd...So I'm at the end of my driveway playing w/ figures, not long after we had moved to Hartman Dr. the first "real house" I ever lived in on a "real street" w/ other kids to play w/. And everyday I would be out there these kids would ride by and make fun of me and call me names. They were a few years older than me and bigger. I don't know how long this went on, but when you're a kid it seems like forever... Until, one day I'm at the end of the drive, I remember the dirt was super ashy that day, perfect Star Wars conditions. So I brought out the big guns my AT-AT Imperial Walker and the Millenium Falcon, and I was having a truly bad ass battle when one of the kids who'd been making fun of me rides by on his bike like usual but this time he doesn't say anything, just rides on. And this was the main dude and the leader of the group. So a few minutes later he rides by again only this time he stops and says " Dude, that's so "bad." Can I see em'?" See kids, back in the 80s "bad" meant good or cool. All I remember after that was, literally, that dude and I became my best friends (other than my brother who was forced upon me:) ! He was only a couple years older than me and we'd hang out all the time, play sports in the summers, Nintendo in the winter when it was too cold for football, read and trade comics, listen to all kinds of music and lip sing Gun N Roses, Draw comics and try to create them and always toys and movies were a big deal till we got older. It was a great time!
You get older and things change, but Toys,Comics and Film are always there to remind you of your childhood. Or at least my childhood, which was super cool! I think it's pretty awesome that something like Star Wars and eventually GI Joe toys can bring a couple of kids together to settle whatever differences they had. (mostly kids just being kids) This is just one of the reasons I will always love this stuff! By the way, that kids name was Mike Jones and I am super grateful for those years on Hartman Dr. It was literally like being a Goonie!