I know this is going to sound really weird, but after my Nana's death I was really hoping I'd inherit a typewriter eraser. Sure enough, I got my grandfather's old desk and all the contents but there was no typewriter eraser. Now I'm left to troll for it on ebay.
I can't even find the red American flag plastic pencil boxes we used to have when we were kids.
My sister was a big fan of Lite Brite. A few days ago, I found that there's a Lite Brite you can play while at work.
As a kid, I loved Sea Monkeys. Too bad Jethro thinks that the ads are creepy. In his words, "When I was a little kid, I thought that's what they looked like. I thought when you ordered them, they'd look like little humans. I thought you'd have little humanoids looking out of your fish tank."
My father ruined Sea Monkeys for me. He told me the big secret: They're Brine Shrimp. Since he was an avid fisherman, he told me that he'd buy me brine shrimp. Somehow, Brine Shrimp wasn't as cool as Sea Monkeys.
I learned multiplication tables on Dataman. I think Merlin was too expensive. I think I wanted Q*Bert but didn't get it. I did have Pac Man, this version, and I wish I still had it.
Of course, who didn't have a cap gun? And loose caps that you could hit with rocks. My parents also gave me a dull pocket knife, which freaked out the neighborhood Moms. Dumb, in the end, because it was so dull and nothing bad could've ever happened.
Parents are so stupid sometimes.