The Perils of Choice

The grade nine science trip to Calgary was pretty cool. Four-and-a-half hours by school bus (without seatbelts, woohoo) from Cranbrook to Calgary at some god awful early hour. A visit to the planetarium, another to the zoo, and a stop at a shopping centre (I think it was Chinook, but I can’t really recall), and then four-and-a-half hours in the school bus back across the mountains. It was a very, very long day.

With the death of Farrah Fawcett this week, I was reminded that in 1979 her famous poster was still much admired by teen boys. But I had other ideas about what would look good on the walls of my bedroom, and the (still) amazing cutaway technical illustration by David Kimble of the updated original Enterprise called out to me from the wall of the poster shop.

So while the other guys bought posters of Farrah Fawcett, Cheryl Tiegs and maybe Loni Anderson, my choice was… suspect. In reality, I liked Jan Smithers a whole lot more than Loni Anderson (I still have an aversion to large-breasted blondes), but they didn’t make a poster of Bailey Quarters. And Bailey would have understood anyways.