I like cheap souvenirs, so I tried to win this cat. Alas, the machine's limp metal fingers didn't cooperate.
That stuffed cat threatens to become a metaphor for my life.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
One of the high points of my California trip was Newport Beach. There's nothing like seeing the ocean after enduring the monochrome flatness of the Midwest. I actually considered dropping off the map and becoming a beach bum, then remembered I hadn't brought any sun-screen.
I like cheap souvenirs, so I tried to win this cat. Alas, the machine's limp metal fingers didn't cooperate.
That stuffed cat threatens to become a metaphor for my life.
I like cheap souvenirs, so I tried to win this cat. Alas, the machine's limp metal fingers didn't cooperate.
That stuffed cat threatens to become a metaphor for my life.
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2 comments:
Too bad you didn't see this before you played the claw machine!
Tell me about it!
The interesting thing is that, while still in CA, I actually saw a guy stocking a claw machine. He was being very deliberate about it, too. I wish I'd had a better view!
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