When I was little, my favourite toy was a tiny, red firetruck with a moveable ladder. I loved that thing to death. When I was about 10, I forgot it at my aunt and uncle’s after a visit, and I guess I forgot and had outgrown it because when they were here for the summer last year, they told me they had kept it and had given it a spot on their bookshelf. Not gonna lie, I shed a little tear. It makes me happy to know that it’s still around after all this time.
This is the from a few weeks ago at the firehouse at Disneyland. One of the perks of doing work for the mouse is the ability to expense trips there as R&D. The bummer is having to go, and deal with being near great amounts of people and the sea of stupid that goes with it.
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