We have a laundry chute in our hallway that dumps out on the boy’s side of the garage. We’ve never understood why a laundry chute and why on that side of the garage. The washer and dryer are on the other side and as far as we can tell they’ve always been there since that’s where the plumbing is. We’ve never used the laundry chute for anything other than a way to communicate with each other if one of us is in the garage. We open the chute door and yell. I think I once sent a beer down to the better-half using the chute but I can’t remember how I could have gotten it safely down the chute without breaking the bottle.
Lately, we’ve been using the chute as a 1999 communicator. The better-half calls to me “Helena, I’m turning on the 1999 communicator and I’m going to the garage.” I answer with “Yes, Commander Koenig, I’m standing by.” Then we crack up and get on with whatever project (usually electrical since the fuse box is near the exit point of the chute) we’re working on.
As, you may have guessed, the better-half and I have been watching episodes of Space 1999 on DVD. We have sets 5, 7 and 8 from A&E home video. I believe we have one more show to watch and then we’ll have to go into withdrawal therapy.
I think part of the fun of watching, at least initially, was that we both have fond memories of watching the show when it originally aired. This was back in the heady days of Buck Rogers and Battlestar Galactica (as an aside one of our ladders is nicknamed Galactica). We have, of course, twisted our fun slightly. When the opening credits roll, we crank it up because the music is so cool. Then we read off the screen “Hurled into Outer Space”. Actually, we kind of yell it since the opening credits are so loud.
Part of watching the show involves pointing out inconsistencies and lapses in technology. I still don’t fully understand how people can live on the moon with so little technology. And, the deeper you go into the show, the more you wonder who all the new actors are that you’ve never seen before and what happened to some that had recurring roles. It’s not like members of Moonbase Alpha can just voluntarily leave the moon and not come back. And, the 1970s swinging free-love vibe that goes on in the lounge area just cracks us up. Funny, how the creators of that show were so firmly planted in the 1970s when the show was clearly supposed to be in the future.