tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.comments2023-01-07T21:41:45.433-08:00Kemo StudiosKemohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16428578777993596599noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-77056507808895830722015-10-21T17:51:04.366-07:002015-10-21T17:51:04.366-07:00I'm glad you're enjoying these...I have to...I'm glad you're enjoying these...I have tons of crap to post. You've been warned.Kemohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16428578777993596599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-73775589152007555712015-10-19T04:00:57.038-07:002015-10-19T04:00:57.038-07:00Another great post! Keep them coming!
I used to b...Another great post! Keep them coming!<br /><br />I used to be more aware of Toys coming and going when the sadly defunct KayBee toy stores were still in business. Their stores were fascinating in that they had the latest toys in the front hot off of the factory floor and huge remainder bins of beautiful failures marked down for clearance. I was always fascinated by what failed and what succeeded and was always flabbergasted at the decisions toy companies made. For instance, the hard R-rated "Starship Troopers" had a toy line. Amazing! Pixar hammered out toys for each one of their movies most of which wound up in those close-out bins. <br /><br />I was just an observer and probably fortunate that I didn't know how the sausage factory worked.<br /><br />Thanks for these posts!Willceau illohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07288473273251852497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-82693290565564987882015-10-08T12:00:18.724-07:002015-10-08T12:00:18.724-07:00LOL! Thanx man. We'll see...I'll keep post...LOL! Thanx man. We'll see...I'll keep posting as long as I have something to say or share. As for the pictures, not all are mine...my wife would have killed me by now. But I do have a ton of shit that my family will turn into a funeral pyre and throw my body on it when I die.Kemohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16428578777993596599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-73325403104451819592015-10-07T19:15:15.818-07:002015-10-07T19:15:15.818-07:00I've been reading and loving the blog, and I h...I've been reading and loving the blog, and I hope it goes on forever, but I've developed the sinking feeling that you are taking pictures of your own collection. Do you own all of these items? What an insanely great collection! Where do you keep it all -- an airplane hangar?Willceau illohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07288473273251852497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-43759819792100994092015-10-03T11:12:08.027-07:002015-10-03T11:12:08.027-07:00I couldn't have said it better myself Joe...I ...I couldn't have said it better myself Joe...I would stare at the ads in Famous Monsters and would try and think of ways to get one, whether it would be extra chores, beg, sell something...but the same thing would happen every single time I have a few extra dollars in my pocket. I'd blow it on something less expensive. It's the curse of childhood and being impatient. Kemohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16428578777993596599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902877576224992998.post-40255394675745390762015-10-03T06:34:49.187-07:002015-10-03T06:34:49.187-07:00I always slobbered over these well, but I was alwa...I always slobbered over these well, but I was always crestfallen by the out-of-reach for a kid prices attached to these marvelous masks. If they had a sale and begged my parents to combine Christmas with several birthdays, I would have loved to have had the Wolfman mask. It would have been the star of every 8mm opus me and my brother ever made. Nope. Not to be. Instead I had to settle on the dime store rubber masks that looked as if somebody vomited into the mold. They were usually drive-by painted and were impossible to identify. Maybe it was Frankenstein. Maybe it was a bum. Willceau illohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07288473273251852497noreply@blogger.com