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Monday, October 27, 2008

Stuff about Treasure Attic

I love Treasure Attics. Uncle Jim (whose Uncle?) has always been so mystical and magical, dancing around like a pogo-stick with little to do but pick daisies and exhort about whatever comes into his head. As a kid I seriously wished that I had the power to "introduce songs," to punctuate various events in my life--to cheer myself up, mostly. Wouldn't that be so cool? "What's Florence doing?" "Oh, she's watching a song that she introduced to herself because she felt like she wasn't really truly valuing the Little Things today."
Peepers always made me feel good about myself because, although he is very lovable and energetic, he faithfully remains quite stupid about most things. And Bunny Bigword always made me feel good about myself because, although he is smart and perfect, he's a little too stuffy and strange and I could never quite fix him with an age. I'm so glad that people have always been able to pinpoint exactly how old I am (like when everyone at the HCS wished me a happy 20th year on my birthday).
The most sad thing about Treasure Attics that I still don't feel like they quite figured out satisfactorily is how they would always build up to such an exciting pinnacle of daisy-picking, and go through all these wonderful songs and dances, and just when you were totally digging it, uncle Jim would abruptly launch into his "Buh-bye kids!" speech, that was usually so off-topic and so SUDDEN that it really hurled you into a sort of feeling of desperation that you still had not gotten over by the time the "BUrrrrata ta ta~" theme music started playing and the girl started saying "Hey kids! There are more Treasure Attic shows!!" You were sitting there still wishing to see more Uncle Jim, his lovable sheepdog Peepers, and the ever surprising Bunny Bigword. What is the solution to all of this abrupt ending?
Thank you for your time.


Blogger Lolipop said...

haha. Loved it!

10/28/2008 9:17 PM  
Blogger Neo said...

Ha ha! Classic! See you next time.

10/28/2008 9:43 PM  
Blogger Cagle brothers said...

ahhhh! that is like , so true! right on!

10/30/2008 12:24 AM  
Anonymous joanie said...

hahaha. right on!

10/30/2008 11:07 AM  
Blogger Babylove said...

the "girl" at the end saying "hey kids" is actually Shawn of Silas. Just thought you should know.

11/01/2008 3:07 PM  
Anonymous ash said...

yeah that's right!
i wonder if anyone knows where and what all those treasure attic, kiddie viddie people are doing now!
most of them are prob out of the fam im guessing...

11/02/2008 3:58 AM  
Blogger Neo said...

Unfortunately you're right. But Philly Dee is still around. So is Niki Rudow, and Godfrey Thomson, & Uncle Jim!

11/05/2008 2:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, I've never actually thought about who's uncle Jim was, or it's relevance in the show.

11/05/2008 2:10 AM  
Blogger Jesse said...

I think the meaning to the abrupt ending was because Uncle Jim is just that. Abrupt.

11/06/2008 9:53 PM  

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