March 01, 2004

#24 :: Space pod

"Lost in Space" debuted in 1965, at the height of the Space Race. I was 5, and when my mom sat me down in front of the TV and I saw that flying saucer blast off into the blackness, I was locked in the hold with Will Robinson, doomed to wander the cosmos with the evil Dr. Smith and smart-mouthed robot B-19. The Space Pod was a little miracle - suspended against pinpricked black-velvet on monofilament, its tiny nuclear propeller whirring beneath - an uncanny reflection of the Lunar Excursion Module yet to come.

Posted by mack reed at March 1, 2004 09:46 PM | TrackBack
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if I was a good mom I would have bought you that. We *loved* that show. I think we let you stay up to watch out of guilt because it was so great and we were having so much fun.

Posted by: mom at March 2, 2004 06:09 AM

Oh, stop. Really. You can feel guilty about getting me addicted to science fiction, but man, cut yourself some slack. My kids are now drowning in toys, and I feel no less guilty about their upbringing.

Posted by: mack reed at March 2, 2004 08:24 PM

Guilt is the engine that drives parenthood. Welcome to the club. In time they'll get big enough to be embarrassed about you.

Posted by: mom at March 3, 2004 06:24 AM