The dangers of eBay...
While the fact that I still own many of the things that I treasured as a kid seems relatively acceptable to my lovely bride, I know that a single, very pig-Latin-sounding word can set her on edge almost instantly.
eBay.Why this terror, you ask? Quite simply, were I left to my own devices, I could blow through every cent we have to our names within about thirty seconds, if given the chance.
Ooh! Buy It Now™! How convenient. I think I will, thank you very much...Needless to say,
The Wife™ puts up with a great deal of idiocy from me, and yet, she remains married to me. I figure it's probably best if I don't probe too deeply into the reasons for this; after all, I don't really want her to stop and think too hard about things...she might well change her mind.
ANYWAY, a couple of weeks back, I hopped on over to "the 'Bay", as we seasoned morons call it, and bought myself a pristine little NES Zapper, for the bargain price of $4. Of course, the shipping was roughly 150% the price of the item itself, but hey, we don't count shipping, right? Right?
Last week, I won an auction for MIB (that's "mint, in-the-box" for you non-nerds out there...) Worlds of Wonder Lazer Tag game set, circa 1986, and man...I'm pumped to get this thing. I owned one back in the day, and for awhile, it was my single most treasured possession. That phase passed, however, when I discovered that my neighborhood friends had purchased the rival "Photon" equipment, which wasn't compatible with my Lazer Tag stuff. Solo target practice and games of "cat and mouse" can only entertain you for so long...
Still, it will be fun to once more hold in my hands the device with which I likely performed the first-ever case of "Lasik-by-toy" in the history of mankind. Yup. I fired that sucker into my eyes so many times I'm lucky a have a single rod or cone left functioning in there. How on earth I've been able to avoid glasses for all these years is beyond me.
Pics to come.