So I'm strolling thru Target a few days before the holiday that shall not be named except everybody in America has the day off, and I see the dollar rack. There's never anything on the dollar rack except this time there's a cheesy Lone Ranger DVD with four episodes for a buck. Cardboard, no plastic wrap, no annoying security tape. Not kidding, a buck. So I'm thinking how can you miss?
Who's the Lone Ranger Dad?
We'll let's take a look Sonny Boy.
That Boy was enthralled. He and I watched all four episodes in one sitting, three black and white and one color. No wonder we loved that show when we were kids back in the dark ages of pre-hippiedom. It was about right, and morals, and stand-up guys. I expected Jake to be jaded, over stimulated with hyper real-action hero stories. Everything from Star Wars to Spiderman. The only thing he lamented is that you can't find any cool toy cowboy guns. But Dad, I toldja I wanted guns for Christmas. Hiding behind the dining room wall and shooting at me with Gameboy cartridges for pistolas. Maybe this is what the psycho babblers mean when they say quality time.
UPDATE: Got several emails using terms like hokey and predictable and come on to which TWC responds: The Lone Ranger is not Academy Award material but I've seen Power Ranger movies and I, therefore, rest my case.