Thoughts

Sometimes bouts of nostolgia happen under the most random circumstances. Many times they are triggered by something you have seen or heard or a feeling that comes over you. Other times, the explanation may not be so simple. I cannot explain what caused my latest jaunt down memory lane, but what a strong feeling it was.

It was with an incredible fondness that I remembered my favorite childhood toy. It wasn't my big wheel. It wasn't my basketball cards. Sure, Nintendo was great, but it wasn't that either. It had been years since I had last thought about My Pet Monster.

Maybe this is the root from which a long series of family jokes stem. Maybe my family gets a hoot from teasing me about quantity of friends because I grew up relating better to a fanged ball of blue fuzz than I did to most other people.

I think they're just jealous of me and My Pet Monster.

(Pictured is a newer, updated version of My Pet Monster. They made it significantly easier on the eyes. I opted for this picture to save face a little bit. You would definitely wonder about me if you saw what it REALLY used to look like...)