Six degrees of the 80s

I'm a proud child of the 80s. I strongly believe that there wasn't a greater time to be a kid than the decade of horrible hair, break dancing and He-Man. When not thinking about family, jobs, bills, or what's for dinner I'm generally daydreaming about the 80s.

If I'm thinking about it, I might as well write it down. This is going to go a little like the six degrees of Kevin Bacon game. I'm going to start off with the first 80s thing that pops into my head and after I do a little write-up, I will find a way for it to awkwardly flow into another 80s nostalgia trip.

First up, off the top of my head, right this very second is: Flight of the Navigator. Wow, I didn't see that one coming.

Now, this is all from memory, but I believe Flight of the Navigator tells the tale of a young kid who gets taken away on space craft. I believe the robotic intelligence that runs the ship wants to study different species. Highlights from my memory involve the kid flying the spacecraft, a little snot-like rodent in a cage on the ship, and, of course, the robot talking exactly like Pee-Wee Herman.

I also recall being slightly disturbed that while the kid was off having a grand time in the ship his parents assumed he had been kidnapped and freaked out for years and years thinking he was dead. Yeah, not very Disney-like.

So, a robot that talks like Pee-Wee Herman will lead me to my next 80s topic. Stay tuned.