Back in 1982 (?) I desperately wanted an Omnibot. I’m not sure why I was so possessed by wanting one. In my imagination, it was a robot that would roam the house doing robot-ly deeds.
Of course, the fact that almost my entire house was carpeted did not deter my thinking process.
Well, I pestered and pestered my parents until Christmas and kept a copy of a Sharper Image catalog (I think?) that I read every day imagining the great robotic deeds that I could program the robot to do.
Fast forward after several months of talking everyone’s ear off about the Omnibot.
About a week and a half before Christmas, I was hanging out with a friend at the Galleria in Houston and we happened upon an import toy shop – with the keenest Japanese toy imports. I immediately abandoned my quest for an Omnibot and instead requested a Soul of Chogokin robot (which is a non-moving, non-programmable toy robot). I’m not really sure what possessed me to request the change in gift – although I did hear that it involved my father returning an Omnibot to a Sears or something on Christmas Eve – which couldn’t have been fun.
After Christmas, I think I snapped to my senses and then started requesting an Omnibot 2000. Buuuut I’m pretty sure that request fell on deaf ears.
Ahh, parenthood.
