Ya, I know, I've already blogged today.
Since I'm doing laundry I thought I'd leave the TV on to keep me company. I flipped it to the Game Show Network. Boy there were a lot of game shows back in the 80's. I've seen a little Card Sharks and $25,000 Pyramid.
I'd have to say my favourite game show from when I was a kid was called Match Game. Right now, "Match Game '74" is on. It's a simple show that is pretty funny. The panel of celebrities is pissed, but as a kid, I just thought they were funny. Gene Raeburn the host states a simple phrase with a blank. The celebs write something down on a little card and the player (there are two) writes down something and they try to match...thus the name match game. There are phrases like...when the old hockey referee retired from the game he couldn't make a speech because he had a "blank" in his throat. If you haven't seen it you should.
Now this might give you an insight into my odd station in life, but I'll share any way. Let me start by saying that my dad's awesome, but as most dad's of his generation he had some trouble expression his emotions to his three girls. So it came out in different ways. One was teasing...ya, that's where I get that mean streak :). He watched Match Game as well. There were phrases based on characters the show had created. One of those characters was "Dumb Dora". It would do a little something like this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXPRtEFjZaA
So long story short, he used to call me Dora. Ah the trips down memory lane :)
One more quick note about my dad...when I was a swimmer, when on the blocks, you get some hoots and cheers from your team. Me? I'd get that and then just before the gun goes I would here from the other end of the pool, "Give 'er shit Rhonda!" That's my dad!
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