apartment therapy changing the world, one room at a time

possibly the smartest marketing ploy the world has ever seen. it's like bottled water, or canned air!

for every product, there's a consumer.

I don't actually remember this fad as it originally occurred, but as someone who attended public school in the 1970s, pet rocks became something of a craft you design in art class. Googly eyes and felt ears, etc., I somewhat vividly (ok, I guess the word is 'vaguely') recall making at least one white dog with green floppy ears. A recent trip at my parents' house where I needed to borrow some tools had me down in the basement trying to find anything in my dad's clutter, and seeing on his shelf a rock, with googly eyes, and felt glued to it, and thinking I must have made that for him. It really wasn't until much later that I understood the pet rock was just a rock and didn't come with a face and some sort of ascribed personality (like a Cabbage Patch kid, which reminds me, I never sent in the certificates to get mine her birthday cards - FADS!).

We had the Furby. Along with many legends of demonic furbies that would talk of violent things in the middle of the night. 0.o

Much better than pet rocks was just finding really pretty rocks. We have quarts around here. ^_^

*quartz

I read about it and never understood what my Mom was talking about. It always seemed silly to me.