After a rather lengthy lay-off, TPS returns with some more scratchy drawings and a few ill-conceived notes about what I am thinking with my MIND. What with Christmas just around the corner, it's the time to start getting nostalgic about the toys of our youth. And what better way to kick off proceedings than by taking a look at the The Six Million Dollar Man action figure.
As well as a bionic eye in the form of a magnifying glass in the back of his head you could look through, he had a latex rubber-johnny-style covering on one of his arms that you could roll up with some difficulty to reveal bionic PARTS. I think he had bionic parts elsewhere on his person but I'm not sure where they were located and I can't be bothered to look this up on the web as it's really not that important. Did he also have a mechanism in his arm to help pick up heavy things? I think he did and in order to demonstrate how powerful this red-tracksuited cyborg was, the toymakers supplied him with a little plastic car engine that he could get all bionic with.
I also had a space capsule type thing that the figure could go in. If memory serves correctly, it was some kind of BIONIC chamber into which he could recharge his PARTS after a hard day's work lifting up car engines and so on. It was the worst toy EVER. Boys want their action figures in imagined scenes of explosive adventure, discovery and fighting NOT recovering from their labours in a recumbant electro-digital snooze. Bah!
