Publicity Shots from Hell No.65

Right.

 

Due to the annual ritual of moving the furniture around to accommodate a Beaus in the sitting room, I have been (and will continue to be) temporarily seated next to Ms Monoid for the duration of the festive season.

 

As probably explained previously, this has the unwanted effect of increased visibility of my laptop activities. And seeing as how I dislike having a continuous disapproving running commentary regarding what I'm doing, I choose to go on temporary hiatus for the duration. 

 

So, here's a brief reminder of what I should have been doing around these parts lately, and an apology that I haven't been doing enough of it...

 

Star Wars Toys I Never Knew I Wanted No.6

Not being American or having had no interest in being a Star Wars fanboy beyond the age of twelve, I had never actually heard of the ill-fated 1978 "Holiday Special" until a few years ago.

Of course, I knew I just had to see it, and I am happy to report that it is as jaw-droppingly incredible as I was led to believe.

And anything that can get Bea Arthur, Harvey Korman and Jefferson Starship into the Star Wars canon is certainly OK with me...

Anyway, whether the above prototypes were a hoax (as I am inclined to believe) or whether somebody at Kenner really did think that kids would genuinely want to find a spin-off line of Wookies under their tree on Life Day... I just don't know.

(But damn, that Wookie has great tits...)

Happy Birthday, Richard!