Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for May 25, 2013
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May 26, 2013
Transcript:
Clayton: Dad, I'm sorry I left my Boba Fett figure in the yard. And I'm sorry you mowed over it and it lodged in your leg. Adam: It's okay, son. Things happen. Clayton: Okay. Well... ...If you were going to get impaled by a Star Wars character... Adam: Right?? Boba Fett!! He's the coolest!
Waitaminnit….kids actually PLAY with action figures?! They are not kept in pristine condition, never taken out of the box, seen only as ‘this is your college freshman payment, kid!’? Oh my heart leaps for joy, and I am not being sarcastic here – action figures are for action, driven headfirst into the sandbox on a heroic rescue mission, launched from slingshots across the yard simulating a zero-G environment, doused with the garden hose in a simulated thunderstorm, and other adventures. Sometimes my Barbies had to save my neighbor best friend’s GI Joe (back when he was 11.5 inches tall, not the 6 inch version) and vice versa. We made a good team in my neighborhood. I miss those days.