Today we celebrate Shark Bites fruit snacks. We should be doing that every day, TBH.
They’ve gotta be the most famous fruit snacks in history, right? For people in a certain age group, just hearing “Shark Bites” summons all sorts of warm fuzzies. Shark Bites made good days great, and saved bad days from being the worst days.
Here are six fin-tastic facts about the best fruit snacks ever: Read More…
Fight the February blues with Dino Drac’s latest Funpack, available now for an extremely limited time!
WILL ONLY BE AVAILABLE FOR 3 DAYS! UNITED STATES ONLY!
This month’s box is loaded with over 10 collectibles from the ‘80s, ‘90s and 2000s. I can’t imagine that any Dino Drac reader wouldn’t connect with multiple things in this baby.
As y’all know, this Funpack endeavor is the literal only thing keeping Dino Drac going. If you dig the site, subscribing is the best way to guarantee more articles. The cost is $25 per month (including shipping), and you can cancel at any time without penalty. For as long as you remain onboard, you’ll keep getting joyous packages every single month!
Scroll to the bottom for ordering info, or keep reading to learn about everything that’s in this month box!
Leading the charge is this awesome Doctor Jekyll action figure, made in 1994 as part of Spain’s legendary Super Monstrous collection. Love how they worked the Jekyll and Hyde personas into one single figure!
These beauts are well over 20 years old and were never widely available in the States. Yours will come in a custom Dino Drac baggie! Consider it a little slice of Halloween in February. Read More…
I’ve been encoding old VHS tapes like crazy lately, collecting more commercials than my computer and two external hard drives can reasonably handle.
This article is a small step in clearing the cache, but it’s mainly an excuse for me to gush about giant squid and microwave pizza.
Hurricane Hordak! (1986)
I’m not sure that any 1980s toy line had better TV commercials than Masters of the Universe. (And it’s not like there wasn’t plenty of competition!)
While the cartoon series was famously criticized for being a commercial in of itself, I don’t remember many times when He-Man’s animated antics made me beg for action figures. By contrast, some of Mattel’s 30-second spots made me literally shake with lust.
The commercials that hit hardest always had some tie to the Evil Horde, like the one featured here. Something about Hordak’s crew brought the artistry out of Mattel HQ. (Would we have cared nearly so much about the Slime Pit without its incredible TV commercial?)
Hurricane Hordak was the second of three distinct Hordak figures in the original line, remembered as much for his swank golden armor as the fact that his right hand was now a spinning mace. Read More…
I’ll warn you: This article is such a deep cut that only extreme fans of the original Ninja Turtles cartoon stand any chance of finishing it. The rest of you should just come back tomorrow.
So, let’s talk about Scrag. An impossible mix of Duckie and Annie Lennox, Scrag wore a pair of those sunglasses Pizza Hut gave away to promote Back to the Future Part II. He ruled.
Scrag was one of my favorite characters on the show, despite being one of the least important. He only appears in four episodes and doesn’t utter a single clear line in any of them.
In fact, Scrag was so minor that he was never even named on the series. “Scrag” is just what fans call him now, thanks to a description in some old Ninja Turtles coloring book.
Nevertheless, there were valid reasons to be invested in this “nothing” character. Scrag’s story was and remains one of most haunting in TMNT history. You just had to pay extra close attention to notice it! Read More…
Here’s the story about how an old episode of Sightings ruined my life.
Or maybe made it better?
You remember Sightings, right? It was essentially a copycat Unsolved Mysteries, but with a stricter focus on the paranormal and otherworldly.
Now let me take you back to October, 1992. You’re eating Keebler Pizzarias, and the radio won’t stop playing Whitney.
I was thirteen years old, and only barely settled into my new downstairs bedroom. Thirteen-year-olds have a biological compulsion to find their parents irritating, and I sure did love the extra privacy.
I felt so mature, but I was still just an easily-spooked kid. It was darker downstairs. Weirder. I’d traded living next to my parents to living next to the laundry room, which creaked and cracked with noises that belonged on a Halloween SFX CD.
My bedroom had two windows. There was the front window, which offered a view of our driveway. That was where the burglars would break in. Then there was the side window, peering into our little-used backyard. That was the entrance for monsters.
So I’m in this room, on a Friday night in mid-October.
Sightings comes on my TV set. The one covered in Rose Tea ceramic animals. Against my better judgment, I do not switch channels to watch Baby Sinclair bang pots. Read More…