I know that my fondness for things like this Pop-O-Matic Trouble game will date me - date me as old, or semi-old at any rate. Semi-old, yet pressing the clear thingy in the middle with the strength of 10 Grinches, or at least someone half my age.
So I was at the home of a longtime friend this week, and lo and behold I saw this Pop-O-Matic Trouble game, which was flippin' great. It reminded me that it is usually the simplest games - the slight resistance of the dome before it audibly pops and flips the dice inside, in this case - that made for the best games. Ahhh, the Kiddle Kolognes, the Ballerina doll that pirouetted when you pushed down the tiara on its blonde head (blonde, always blonde!!), and those marble knocker things that were outlawed due to the fact that when the two balls at the end of the strings finally clanged together really hard they exploded!
I now understand why my parents didn't buy me one of those knocker-things, though a few more punching balls and a life-sized rocking Bozo clown would have been greatfully accepted in their stead. Oh, and a Sno-Cone maker, which according to the TV ads made you the most popular kid on the street.
We love pop-o-matic games! Just pressing the dome over and over is the BEST! Especially when Em's face is numb. Then it amuses us for hours.
Posted by: Jamie & Emily | September 07, 2008 at 12:29 PM