A couple weeks ago, there was a cute little cartoon making the rounds titled “If My Childhood Plans Had Panned Out…” It easily lends itself to a fun mental exercise with several components to think about, so naturally somebody turned it into an Internet meme. (Thanks, Michael May!)

I chose to make my own responses to the questions raised in the form of photos, which I will place after the fold to save y’all some bandwidth. And for the record, I defined childhood for this thing as being between the ages of seven and 10, which for me would’ve covered the years 1976 through ’79. Click through if you’re curious…

My profession would be:

Astronaut.

My wife would be:

Colonel Wilma Deering, a.k.a. Erin Gray.

My car would be:

A black ’77 Pontiac Trans Am with the “screaming chicken” decal on the nose. Just like the Bandit’s.

My home would be:

A fancier version of the treehouse I already had.

My best friend would be:

Bugs Bunny. Hey, kid logic allows for ‘toons and humans to hang out.

My backyard would have:

How about a replica pirate ship with its own lake and piratey surroundings, yar?  (Incidentally, that pic is of the long-gone Chicken of the Sea Pirate Ship Restaurant and Skull Rock, formerly prime attractions at Disneyland…)

All my dinners would include:

 

Crinkle-cut French fries and Hostess Ding Dongs (from back when they came wrapped in tin foil and had a generous amount of cream in the center and actually tasted good).

My kids would be named:

Luke and Leia. As if there were any question…