The Enthusiasm of a 9-Year-Old
Dude, it’s amazing how much free shit people get working in publicity.
We were digging through all of said free stuff at work yesterday, and my boss started making a pile of things to be thrown away. But, like, these things were toys and stuff, and I felt weird about throwing away brand new toys (and, heh, there was nothing I really wanted, and believe me, it is certainly not beyond me to take some cool toys). So, I suggested that I take the items over to Goodwill later that day.
So, I did.
And, for real, the Goodwill on 25th Street between 6th and 7th Ave. is awesome. It’s way better than this crap we got up here in Yorkville on 2nd Ave. I’m totally down for finding weird, random crap in a thrift store, and sometimes the shirts are cool, so I’m psyched to find this new Goodwill.
There was a really cool looking laser tag game that I’m now tempted to go back and buy. I wanna go play in Central Park at night. Anyone interested?
The last time I played laser tag it was at Lazer Park with a certain (ahem) actor’s twins. And, bitch, I smoked their asses. HA!
I’m never going to grow up, am I?