I went Christmas shopping with the wife last night. We had a great time, even though we were hurried because the babysitter showed up late. We made the obligatory stop at Target and got a few stocking stuffers. Then we headed to Costco.
I love Costco. It was clearly designed by a man: TVs, cameras, and computers at the entrance; the token housewares and furniture stuff come next to please the ladies; and then the manly tools. Of course right in the middle of the warehouse is the family crowd pleaser: books, DVDs, and toys.
The wife and I made a beeline for the toy section. That’s when I found the toy I always wanted that would be perfect for my four year old: The Galactic Heroes Millennium Falcon. I grew up watching the Star Wars movies (the original trilogy, not that crap that Lucas vomited out for Episodes I-III…how do you vomit crap? I don’t know, but Lucas managed to pull it off.). I collected the action figures as a kid. My favorite was the snow speeder. I always wanted an AT-AT and the Milliennium Falcon.
We bought it. I can’t wait to open it watch my son open it on Christmas.
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