Speaking of games, it came to my attention the other day that my kids have never played the board game Operation.
How can that be? I asked myself. I am all about the classics!
Determined that this would be the final gift of the season to procure. Headed to the toy store.
May I never, ever set foot in a toy store again. Never ever is too soon.
Store was organized - and I use the term organized extremely loosely - into these kind of categorical bunches. Barbie land. Pretend Tool world. Robotic Beast corner. Not that anything was labelled.
Also no understandable rhyme or reason as to which category intersected with another. One minute you're discreetly checking out GI Joe's physique, then realize you are being watched unfavorably by woman in neighboring plastic grocery section. It all just kind of happens.
Customers are apparently expected to just wander around the oubliette, discovering new lands.
What happened to aisles? Have we done away with aisles?
Found my blasted game. Not exactly front and center in game world, since it lacks relevant DVD component of "cool" games.
Cavity Sam hasn't aged a bit, despite countless procedures. He has come down with a new ailment - Brain Freeze. A simple ice cream cone extraction from the skull fetches a couple hundred dollars. Seems to me a skilled surgeon used to score about ten bucks back in the day. Operation inflation.
Left with my purchase, dazed.
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