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.
Too bad you didn't see this before you played the claw machine!
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ReplyDeleteThe 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!