Growing up in a one-TV household, I had 3 brothers who surrounded me in age—who often teased me for being a “sissy”—and who usually controlled the voting majority for which channel to watch. 
Back in the 70s, our whirling TV dial was pretty much destroyed because we fought over it so often. One night while the substitute pliers were pointed to their choice of The Six Million Dollar Man (again), suddenly there was OMG ...cue angelic chorus... Jaime Sommers, the world’s first Bionic Woman. Yes!!! Score one for us sissies!
I was totally hooked. And the love story between Jaime and Steve was the best. Ever. But then they killed her the following week. (That rant is for another time.) And then she came back to life and all was right with the world again.
Why did I idolize Jaime Sommers so much? This was part of my journey as I watched the show for the first time all over again more than 3 decades later and attempted to test her character and bionics and its relevance in a new age.
Just as the final season was being released on DVD in the fall of 2011, I stumbled onto some internet bionic fan forums and started posting these offbeat episode reviews. I’m not sure, but when some members encouraged me to go start my own blog, I think it may have been the equivalent of being politely shunned by the Bionic Amish community— puritans of the franchise. (Really, I’m kidding. They’re all fun people and super nice. And they even let me use electricity to sign onto the internet.) Once about ten years ago, I belonged to an online fan “cult” that was framed in a similar style of farcical humor about The X-Files, so to me, this is all a completely normal approach to a television drama.
So BionicBlonde.com was born, and evolved into something like a self-assigned creative thesis. It took me over 3 years to finish reviewing all of the episodes, which helped me appreciate why the show might want to wrap up after 3 years, too. We were all exhausted.
When I'm not being a geeky fan girl, I'm a freelance copywriter, graphic/web designer and video editor whose Coach House is in Nashville, Tennessee.
No, I am not a blonde, but I am threatening to become one soon if these little gray hairs don’t stop surfacing.
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Cin-Cin,
Betsy
P.S.
October, 2012
Sometimes on these journeys, you get to bump into some amazing people.
