Comments on: Mold-A-Rama Madness!

By: Happy Birthday to Me: Four Years of CHICAGO CARLESS

Happy Birthday to Me: Four Years of CHICAGO CARLESS — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 08:18:24 +0000

[...] Due for helping me become a Chicagoan, I met and fell in love with my very first Chicago native. I gifted him Brooklfield Zoo Mold-A-Ramas, so it must have been [...]

By: Eraserhead and the Vulcan of Loneliness

Eraserhead and the Vulcan of Loneliness — Mon, 11 May 2009 07:08:13 +0000

[...] about Saturday’s two-hour meeting with Sonny, only the second time I’d seen the man I gifted with Mold-A-Ramas since he did an unannounced disappearing act the day after [...]

By: Xanadu and the Meaning of Life

Xanadu and the Meaning of Life — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 08:16:33 +0000

[...] Mold-A-Rama Madness! [...]

By: Sarah

Sarah — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 19:54:50 +0000

I miss the Bronx Zoo! The national is no comparison but it’s free and has pandas.

By: Kasey

Kasey — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 04:51:24 +0000

I spent my early childhood in San Diego, visiting the world-class zoo each time a family member would fly west to visit my mom, dad, sister and myself. Never in all the trips to the San Diego Zoo (nor to the Wild Animal Park) did I go home with a purple hippopotamus, no matter how hard I wished for one.

It’s my hope that sometimes God answers prayers 28 years or so after the fact.

By: Evonne

Evonne — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 19:47:01 +0000

We have an orange Mold-O-Rama stegosaurus in residence above our sink. Years later, they continue to smell like crayon on a radiator.

By: Matt B

Matt B — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 11:35:22 +0000

Wow. Those were very much a part of my childhood as well, but I had always assumed they were in museums and zoos everywhere. The fact that you are JUST discovering them is odd to me.

And yes, I remember having to handle them very carefully, and I remember the brand-new toys having a very distinct smell to them as well.

Like others, I was allowed one and only one per trip. It seems almost blasphemous that you got umpteen in one trip, lol. And while I did collect a small herd–which is probably collecting dust somewhere in my parents’ apartment–I never named them.