Okay, this toy isn’t all that strange but it is ~ ooo-eee-ooo! ~ mysterious.
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Archive for the ‘Toys’ Category
Strange Toys I Have Known –
For Relaxing Times, Make It … Cretaceous Times
October 8th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
It has been a long, long time since I’ve been all that interested in dinosaurs. Like zombies and bacon, dinosaurs are, by now, more than a little played out (although, show me a zombie dinosaur made of bacon and you might have something – just don’t let it dance “Gangnam Style”).
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Bear With Me
September 23rd, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
Redking (giant size)
September 20th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
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Ah, Redking, foe of Ultraman and your brother and sister monsters alike. Oh, Redking: you of the wobbly head and snarky disposition. Yes, Redking – so called because of your utter lack of red coloring (at least in all the initial incarnations). Hey Redking, where you goin’ with that tower in your hand?
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Strange Toys I Have Known – No Means Mr. No
September 17th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
Bat Otoko
September 16th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
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A recent, birthday-related-cum-ill-advised shopping trip on YahooJapan provided me with four new additions to my Japanese toy collection and an exchange-rate hangover.
Here’s #2: Bat Otoko from the Kamen Rider series. This is the reissue, not the original – hey, what am I? Made of money?
Bat man. In Kamen Rider he’s a bad guy, in case you couldn’t tell. I like this toy because it is so incredibly ugly.
Skull Star
September 15th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
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A recent, birthday-related-cum-ill-advised shopping trip on YahooJapan provided me with four new additions to my Japanese toy collection and an exchange-rate hangover.
Here’s #1: Skull Star from the Tiger Mask series. He’s a wrassler, folks. Stand back.
Nice to have something that adds to two collections at once: vintage Japanese vinyl and skulls.
Do I need an intervention or what?
Piping the Dwarf
March 20th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
(part of a series on the advertising character toys of German shoe maker Salamander AG)
Don’t worry, kids. I’m not going to kill you!
Piping der Zwerg – I can only assume it’s not pronounced “Piping,” as in “who’d like a plate of piping hot dwarf?” but “Pipping.”
Further, though “zwerg” translates roughly to “dwarf” in English, I really think the little bugger is more gnome-like – but who am I to nitpick? Dwarf, Gnome, Brownie, Creepy Little Dude – it’s all the same in the long run.
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Hopps the Frog
March 18th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
(part of a series on the advertising character toys of German shoe maker Salamander AG)
Hopps the Frog and his hypnotic, acid-eyed stare.
Hopps der Frosch – the frog – is another in a series of often naked-but-for-their-shoes advertising characters from the German shoe-maker, Salamander AG.
Part of a group of six vinyl toys, Hopps is described as leader Lurchi’s best friend, curious, cheeky, and adventurous. Given what I’ve seen from the rest of the group’s sculpts, Hopps is actually *less* cheeky than most of the others … but maybe they weren’t referring to his rump.
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Self Portrait in Studio
November 23rd, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Oh! Sorry …
October 15th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Medicom RAH220 Kamen Rider villain Yamogerasu doll
The Corey’s Head 2012 Calendar of Robots & Monsters
October 8th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
That’s right, get your shoes and socks on, people: it’s time once again for me to approach on bended knee (you try that – it’ll ruin your pants, I tell you … ) and beg, with great, big, brown puppy-dog eyes, for you to consider, with an appreciation approaching worshipfulness, my 6th and final, kinda-sorta annual, calendar offering.
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Tell Me Your Troubles
October 4th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Popy Gan Gara Ganchan diecast
I’ve heard ’em all, sir. Every one.
The cheating wife, the stubborn son,
the stupid boss; the kitchen sink.
You take a seat, order a drink
and, soon enough, you lend my ear
to troubles soaked in scotch and beer
One mug, two mug, three mugs tossed
straight down the hatch: hell with the boss!
You’ll learn that boy. You’ll kick his ass;
replace your wife with some young lass.
You pound the bar and slap my arm.
Bleary and weak, you’d bet the farm
your new friend (me) can cure all ills.
In sooth reverse: you pay my bills.
Electric Lunch
August 8th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Bullmark Blazer diecast
They said he was from Japan and that accounted for his funny accent but it was clear to me he weren’t no Japaner. They said his metal body was the result of wounds he’d received in a war or some such but I never believed that, not for one minute. Who ever heard of such a thing; a metal body?
He wasn’t a this earth, I tell you, not even this time, maybe. Sell my mother if it aint true.
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Fruit
July 21st, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
The Neighbor
July 15th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
Takatoku Bibyun diecast
Weird noises come out of his place at all hours and the windows are almost always dark. Some nights you can see little, flickering lights moving around in there like he’s maneuvering about the place with tea lights in his hands and plenty of shochu in his veins.
Oh, yeah he drinks alright. Sometimes alone, sometimes with what sounds like a million angry ghosts but always the next morning: the clatter of glass and aluminum out the back door, down the steps, and into the recycle container, often to overflowing.
He bangs that porch door a lot and, if you look over, he sometimes waves his little, plastic swords menacingly in your direction.
We turn our heads when this happens, politely sucking on our cigarettes, pretending we aren’t amused, interested, or even aware of his bizarre, red costume with the bumpy blue eyes.
You don’t fuck around with a guy like that. Not in San Francisco. Not when he’s … the neighbor.
