Friday, November 27, 2009

Colonel Fielding, Colonel Fielding

When you have a father who saves the world from Martian Invaders, you should feel pretty safe at night. Right?

Yeah, that's him on the phone. My dad, the Colonel.

I know it was just a movie. And it was a long time ago that we rode our bikes down to the local matinee and shelled out our fifty cents for the Saturday double feature. But to this day, every time I see sand, I can't help but think of "Invaders From Mars."

Occasionally, I catch myself searching the backs of stranger's necks to see if that little Martian device is protruding out. Crazy, I know.

But, seriously, have you ever been to Walmart?


Debra She Who Seeks said...

Cool movie poster! Captures the whole Martian paranoia thing very well!

Matty said...

I remember that movie. Growing up in the 60's, tales of outer space were exciting.

rxBambi said...

I'm here thru Barb and I think it's a very cool, and very weird, world to be a part of (says the midwestern girl...)
Don't you see sand daily living in Hollywood? That's a lot of thinking about Martians.
I cant wait to read more.
Oh and look at that, Matty is my friend too!

Alicia @ boylerpf said...

You wonderful wife posted a great intro to your blog & I'm here to check you out (I sound like a casting director..LOL)!

Ah...the good old Martian days...remember them well including the movie! Yes, Walmart has more than Martians visiting or peering over your shoulder. I'm thinking the government certainly has those little Martian devices installed on all of us!

Great blog...such a creative family!

A Palmer said...

David! Way to go! Congrats on your new blog. I LOVED all those old sci fi movies when I was a kid. Couldn't get enough of them. See you guys soon!

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