I saw this sweater and matching pants (jammies, I’m thinking…but, I’m really not sure) during my one trip to the mall during the holiday season.
They reminded me of something, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Since then, every once in a while, it has nagged at me. I’d get this tiny little sliver of a flashback…almost grab it….and then POOF…it’d be gone again.
Until last night.
Victory!
I awoke from a sound sleep with a strange song in my head. Foggy…I went back to sleep. In the morning, I found myself humming it again…and then, not much later…I finally had it!
I had figured out the song. But, why? Why was I suddenly singing a song from some whackadoodle show from my youth?
The Great Space Coaster! What?!
There’s No Gnu Like Gary Gnu!
Seriously? I watched this stuff? I was a pretty active kid…Did I really have this kind of free time on my hands?
And then…. I found these images.
And now I can sleep.
Do you think the designer of the pants and sweater clocked some time watching this same show back in the day? You never know when inspiration will strike….or how long it will stay dormant in your psyche, evidently.
Good Morning Gloucester 