MacGyver and familial relations
I just finished watching an episode of MacGyver that I hadn't seen since I was a small child. It was the one where a physics student builds a nigh-impermeable bomb with a mercury switch and threatens to blow up his college's nuclear physics lab.
MacGyver was my absolute favorite TV series growing up, which shouldn't surprise you very much. Looking at the copyright date at the end of the credits, I realized that I was actually four years old last time I saw this particular episode. This tickles me to death because I have vivid memories of watching it the first time with my father, a professor, with him patiently attempting to explain things like mercury switches and precisely why one should be alarmed at the possibility of a bomb coating a college campus in plutonium.
I was four.
My family is the awesome.
MacGyver was my absolute favorite TV series growing up, which shouldn't surprise you very much. Looking at the copyright date at the end of the credits, I realized that I was actually four years old last time I saw this particular episode. This tickles me to death because I have vivid memories of watching it the first time with my father, a professor, with him patiently attempting to explain things like mercury switches and precisely why one should be alarmed at the possibility of a bomb coating a college campus in plutonium.
I was four.
My family is the awesome.