
OK boomers... which one of you out there had an Odd Ogg? I still remember the excitement I felt when I got this toy for Christmas. The object of play is very simple. Ogg sits on the floor at some distance from the player. Then you simply roll four brightly colored balls at Ogg, one at a time. When your aim is good and you hit him dead center between his outstretched arms, he comes towards you. But when your aim is off, he sticks out his tongue and rolls further away from you. I ask you, what's not to love about this toy?
I have tried and tried to find someone who remembers Odd Ogg. I spent way too much time trying to describe him to friends ony to have them roll their eyes and stare at each other as if I was on an acid trip! Then about ten years ago I was in an antiques store in Highlands, North Carolina and there he was. Perched up on a shelf, beckoning me with his hard, plastic embrace. I answered and bought him on the spot.
He is not mint condition or anything. He no longer works, but once again I have an Odd Ogg in my room! I have read accounts of people (specifically? a writer from USAToday) who speaks of being terrified of Odd Ogg. Wimp! I say. If you share my love of Odd Ogg or have stories of your own, I would love for you to share them! Anyone have an Ogg that still runs? And... anyone else have a blue eyed Ogg, I've seen a lot of pink eyed ones.



