“I watched the Olympics…”
When I showed this entry to my father, before starting this blog, he was totally perplexed: by his own admission he never could have fixed my broken Nintendo Entertainment System. What is more likely is that I started crying when it wouldn’t work and he figured out that it wasn’t plugged into the tv properly. Before long, I would have mastered the repertoire of NES repair tricks: blowing, brushing, licking, hitting, getting perfect timing for when to press the power and/or reset buttons, etc.
The illustration is of the Sylvania television I had at home growing up along with the NES that was kept under it. The TV’s showing static and the light on the left of the Nintendo is “flashing” indicating that its broken. The facing page shows some lovely tornadoes!