Here's a clip of New Years Eve 1979-1980, on the exciting eve of the new '80s decade. (Thanks and acknowledgement to videoholic50s60s70s.)
Happy New Year to you all!!
The asteroid is populated by strange-looking, wise-cracking puppet characters such as Goriddle Gorilla, Knock-Knock the Woodpecker, Edison the Elephant, and Gary Gnu (host of newscast The Gary Gnu Show). Baxter is forever on the run from M.T. Promises, a nefarious ringmaster who plans to re-capture Baxter and return him to the circus he worked at before he escaped. Each episode ends with a different life lesson, and various celebrity guest stars (such as Mark Hamill of Star Wars fame and composer Marvin Hamlisch) occasionally dropped by.
A few days after I saw the movie, I was in the cafeteria with my people- a group of field hockey girls, a few with eating disorders. Some idiotic football players were spitting spitballs at some band geeks. But they weren't just football players and band geeks, not after The Breakfast Club. We were all trapped in the same ugly, dying organism: high school.I walked over to the football players and said,”C'mon, knock it off.”One said,”Knock what off.”“The spitballs. Just grow up a little.”“Don't I look grown up to you, little girl.” He had me by a hundred pounds and more than a half foot in height.“Listen, asshole, just stop it with the spitballs.”“Oh, she's angry now.” He put his arm around me, rubbed my back. “Isn't she cute when she's angry?”“Cute” was my trigger word- often true for short people. “Don't call me cute again.”“What's wrong cutie. You're so cute!”“I mean it. Call me cutie again and I swear it won't be pretty. . . ”He paused and looked at me deeply in the eyes. “You're so cute.”I slapped him. He had a big head and a thick rubbery cheek. He was fair, and the skin went red fast. Friends told me later that my small handprint was on his cheek for the rest of the day.The long term result was astonishing. All of the boys at that table seemed to fall in love with me and treated me with enormous respect. They addressed me politely in the halls. I'd feel someone watching me, and when I turned around, it would be one of them- all agaze.It made no sense. It only encouraged me. To what? Refuse to accept a definition – a prude, a slut, a . I knew that definitions wouldn't work for me, that I was volatile, unwieldy, and that was the only way I'd survive.
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