My dad was a fan of Dr Who, although that show never held my attention for long. He loved science fiction shows. Star Trek - if memory serves me correctly - was on at 10pm (9 pm?) Friday nights. I remember this because we all had to go grocery shopping together on Friday evenings and absolutely had to be home in time for Star Trek. But when Shatner was in his prime I definitely was a fan of his show. I just wonder if it was in his contract that each episode had him bare his chest or wear a shredded top.

Not the green ones. As a kid I loved the red m+ms. They tasted different and better than the other ones. My friends and I would do blindfold tests to see if any of the candies tasted different and most of us agreed that the red ones did taste better. Then the FDA decided that red dyes 1&2 had cancer causing properties so they changed the dyes they used to use to something else. Lipstick really suffered with this red dye ban. As a pre-teen I bought a lipstick that the store put in a basket on discount to get rid of them. Oh, my lipstick was a deep, dark, rich looking red and I loved it. Today most red lipsticks are more orangey or have a brownish tint to them. I still have that lipstick and it's still a glorious red and it hasn't hurt me yet!

What, no unicorns?? That animal is Scotland's animal. Surely we can find time for unicorns? Unicorns for everybody not just the Scots. Being Scottish I am fine with sharing as many unicorns that you can find.

When I was 7 I was deathly ill from Scarlet Fever. Our house had an actual "Quarantined" sign stuck to our front door. My eyes had tons of floaters to the point that it's like trying to look through heavy fog. I just had to live with it, there was no cure or fix for it. Many decades later I was getting an eye exam and the doctor said "You had Scarlet Fever, didn't you?" I asked him "how did you know?" He said Scarlet Fever tends to affect your eyesight and floaters are pretty common.

DOA 1949 With Edmund O'Brien. This movie should have been included in this list.

I remember as a small child my mother took me to the Museum of Natural History in Boston. There, on a pedestal, sitting on a cushion and in an enclosed glass case sat a huge dinosaur egg. Bigger than a basketball it definitely was 'museum quality'. I must have stared at that egg for 15 minutes. Nothing my mother said would make me leave that pedestal and look at other things. That egg looked in perfect condition and I was fascinated with it. It was the beginning of my love for all things 'dinosaur'. Paleontologist was the name I wanted to have. My body said different being unable to do the digs but to this day I still love all things 'dinosaur'.

The whales look like they are all laughing at a good fish story with a funny ending.

My Scottish grand parents had a small throne with a removable stone under the seat which was a representation of the 'Stone of Scone'. I used to play with it as a small child. I had the fortune to go to Scotland in April 2001 and got to see the real thing. Scone is pronounced like the word awn or lawn but with sc in front of the one. Skawn.

Jello? The devil's slime. grrr

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