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Love, exciting and new. Come Aboard, we're expecting you.


Here is a photo from a bit further back to give you an sense of scale.

The Love Boat was quite popular in my household. As a family that had a tradition of seafaring, it gritty, realistic portrayal of life at sea appealed to the salty sea dogs that are the McCracken clan.

My brother had a theory that Bartender Isaac Washington had bedded more ladies than Wilt Chamberlain. The reasoning behind this was that he was so slick with the one liners, could handle any cocktail request thrown at him, and was essentially unflappable despite the shenanigans around him that his essential goodness would mean that he was just so darn nice to reject a lady who propositioned him, as it was all about making their holidays something special.

You just don't see professionalism like that these days, and more is the pity.

Comments

Vince said…
In particular, the "wacka-wacka" guitar line in the theme was unforgettable.
Kris McCracken said…
Vince, very appropriate music for Isaac.
Kris! That song is stuck in my head now! Thanks a whole lot. ;)
Kris McCracken said…
Sterl, I think that they should release it as a single. It is a ripper.
Anonymous said…
And when my son did I sit entranced by the idiocy that was the Love Boat? Do you not remember some of the caustic asides that I cast toward the asinine diatribe that they called humour?
What size hole in their script do you think they could have sailed their ship through?
I guess it was worth a laugh though, just like the Poseidon Adventure.
USelaine said…
An extended infomercial for the Princess Lines, you think? If I had been more cognizant of the opportunity, I would have signed up for some Isaac action.
Anonymous said…
Blimey, that's huge!
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, wasn't the Devil Cat romantic enough?
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, I'm not sure that I'd like a big cruise. A smaller boat maybe. More intimate.

That said, Isaac has something special and even I'd consider a night of passion with his tender, loving hands.
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, it's a lot bigger than the little yachts that it parked right behind.
Anonymous said…
Oh my god, I forgot the Vomit Comet.
How remiss of me.
Up close and personal with everyone.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, Will Hodgeman wants to bring it back. Reckons that it will be our saviour.

So did Peg Putt.
Anonymous said…
If they can control the wind and sea, no sweat. They were the only things that Bob Clifford had no control over. Next thing is to find someone to underwrite any losses. Governments can't afford to pick up the bill each time.

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