The gifts I’ve purchased for the little man this year have mainly been educational in nature, though still fun (yeah, I can hear him now, “my mom says they’re cool” - sigh). But I could kick myself. I ordered a very nice memory game for him, yet just after it arrived I found a few that I like much better, and at half the price. Yarr. Speaking of toys…this dancing boobah doll bears a striking resemblance to a certain elder god. Creepy.
Plus: Only in Minnesota…Arena’s exploding Zamboni injures one. For a more personal take on it, the Gods of Broomball might be sending Nick a message (according to his brother).
And: I’ve long been in love with Asimo. Yes, robot love. It’s just so danged cute.