How young? I don't remember back to when I was young enough to actually consider things like hover crafts and Mountain Dew fountains. I know I always wanted to start my own scholarship fund; a free ride to university for underprivileged kids. Being private and personal money, it would be a racially and economically biased fund (screw you, rich, white brats!) for kids who worked hard, but could not achieve A's due to hardships. I think it would require between a 2.8 and 3.4 GPA, and letters of recommendation from teachers, and an essay. Test scores can kiss my ass. I would probably borrow one of Mike's hover crafts and go to schools to talk to guidance counselors and such, too. :P

Ahh, yes. A screening room. That was always number one on my list. I also wanted a little train to ride from room to room like in Silver Spoons and a swimming pool shaped like a guitar and a black light pool table and a private jet and Joan Jett for a girlfriend and a batting cage, bowling alley, miniature golf course, driving range, basketball court, football field and a light saber. Oh, oh, and a water slide park! I would have every arcade game I ever loved in one giant room with air hockey, dart boards, ping pong and a foosball table. This is fun. Hey, let's not forget my hand glider, motorcycles, '57 Chevy, '63 Vette, The General Lee and KIT. Might as well throw in Blue Thunder and Air Wolf, too. A house for my parents and, of course, all the cheesecake I can eat. I could go on forever. I was an only child living in a foreign country. All I did was daydream about how fabulously rich I was going to be and make up characters while I talked to myself in their voices. Hmmm, I wonder why I became an actor?

Your childhood dreams suck, Shane. :P

Well, the thing I remember from my youth is that the way I was going to GET to be rich was to be a rock star. So I figure I'd be on the road too much to enjoy all that cool stuff anyway. Not to mention I'd be a drug addict and have to spend most of my money on cocaine and booze. ;-)

I always thought it would be cool to live in a two story house, with a pool. I wanted a trampoline in the backyard. I was jealous of my friends who got stuff like stereos and TVs for their bedrooms for Christmas. Oh, and I wanted a really big Barbie house and lots of Barbies and lots of Barbie clothes. And a Barbie Ferrari. Also I loved Legos. All the cool little sets, and the flat green pieces that we used as foundations for our Lego houses. Lots and lots of legos. And the house would have a computer like on Star Trek that you could talk to. "Computer, what is the location of my roller blades?" and it would tell you where stuff was. And I wanted lots of cool clothes. The computer could make me clothes and food and stuff I wanted on a voice command in a matter of seconds.

And lots and lots of tacos. More tacos than the eye can see...

I forgot about Legos! Legos rule! I want The Death Star entirely made of Legos. Actual size.

my house would be made of LEGO.

this is how they are made - http://www.popandco.com/archive/moab/

I can't get that link to work.

I thought of something else I wanted when I was a kid. Joan Jett. Another dream crushed by reality. Damn reality.

You already said Joan Jett. You couldn't have her in your first comment, and you can't have her now.

I wanted a house where there were no normal hallways or stairs, but trapdoors and slides and secret passageways. Sort of like a big hamster cage for people. Oh, and rope ladders or riggings, like those big square meshes of rope that you got to climb in gym class.

When I was slightly older, I just wanted a house that was big enough to have an entire room dedicated to each of my interests, like a library, a gaming room, a room for each of my various collections of stuff, etc. And of course, a huge underground garage for all my limos and sports cars.

Unfortunately, I can't remember any of my childhood dreams. I do recall aspiring to become a ballerina, an artist, or a mother. heh. How the times have changed.

I will agree with Angela about the Barbie Ferrari, however.

Oh wait, it's all coming back now. I recall being very smitten by the game Candy Land and planning to someday have a backyard made entirely of candy--white and dark chocolate, ice cream, cotton candy, the works. I would just walk around taking bites out of tree leaves.

The Candyland backyard rocks. Can I have a milk chocolate mud puddle?

Oh yes--just leave the Twix fenceposts for me!

And my perfect home would also have another entry in the Goatblog for me to read. ;-)