Oh, Ziggy. Will you ever win?

These are exactly what they look like: Ziggy and Fuzz salt and pepper shakers.  I had this set when I was a child.  Oh, not this exact set: these I bought during the early days of eBay.  As soon as I discovered there was an eBay, I sought these out and managed to acquire them without any bidding war ugliness.  Ziggy still has old salt in him, and it spills out wherever he is stored, but taking the salt out of my Ziggy salt shaker is very low on my list of priorities always.

I must tell you that my love for Ziggy was a real love and it lasted at least 2 years.  In the late 70’s, he was everywhere, like Paul Williams.  I had his Christmas ornaments, his plush toys, 2 lap desks… I even carried his comb in my back pocket.  Also, I had a Ziggy-themed roller skating party for my 10th birthday.  I made a paper mache mask of him in the 5th grade — I guess so I could be him.

I don’t know why I loved Ziggy so much.  It wasn’t because of his messages of pessimism and despair mixed with those of love and stuff like wanting it to rain kittens or whatever. I actually think it had more to do with how aesthetically pleasing his face was/is.  The round head, the bulbous nose — very easy on the eye; very easy for a 10-year-old to draw with accuracy.

A toss vote is a vote to donate, not to throw in the garbage.  Although something tells me Ziggy wouldn’t be all that surprised to end up there.